Lineage
The hands of youth
Touched the face of age
Age wept
Age cradled youth in his arms
Youth slept
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
Hazard’s Poems (1)
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| Lineage | 0 | 09/17/2009 |
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