Forgetfulness Forgetfulness is like a song That, freed from beat and measure, wanders. Forgetfulness is like a bird whose wings are reconciled, Outspread and motionless,— A bird that coasts the wind unwearyingly. Forgetfulness is rain at night, Or an old house in a forest,—or a child. Forgetfulness is white,—white as a blasted tree, And it... Continue Reading →

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