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Watching who comes when winter starts to wane,
I was pleased to see wife’s’ sister arrive.
We read books warmed by our glowing fireplace.
Worries fled, silence reigned, the books alive.
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07-12-2009
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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