To Those Who Follow in Our Wake
I. Truly, I live in dark times! An artless word is foolish. A smooth forehead Points to...
I. Truly, I live in dark times! An artless word is foolish. A smooth forehead Points to...
Politics is largely governed by sententious platitudes which are devoid of truth. One of the most...
My wife didn’t miss the refinements she had been accustomed to, and the day the shipment of...
On my notebooks from school On my desk and the trees On the sand on the snow I write your name On...