WESTRON WYNDE WHEN WILT THOU BLOW?

There are old poems and there are new poems. But some of the new ones feel old and some of the old ones feel new.

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Guest — Elizabeth Barrett
The small rain, and the arms, and your mention of Spring put me in mind of the e.e. cummings poem which ends 'nobody, not even the... Read More
Sunday, 28 September 2014 11:16
Guest — jenny galton-fenzi
Thank you, Nell, for reminding about this magic poem, so full of longing for home. Another of my favourites: 'Grey goose and gand... Read More
Sunday, 28 September 2014 18:25
Guest — Brian
Please translate : westron and cryst What I read is "western" and "criest" as in "cry's out". What is the meaning of "The small ra... Read More
Saturday, 03 October 2015 03:43
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