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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

April



APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering         
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
                                                                             from The Wasteland by T.S. Eliot
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2 comments:

  1. smazourekApril 13, 2011 at 2:32 PM

    Today I know exactly how he felt when he wrote that. It's pretty "ugh" out there.

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  2. JuneApril 13, 2011 at 2:37 PM

    "ugh" is a good word for it!

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