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(Eating words & drinking poetry)

“Yes, light, there is no other word for it.” —Samuel Beckett

“Yes, light, there is no other word for it.” —Samuel Beckett

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Winter

How like a winter hath my absence been.

-William Shakespeare, from “Sonnet XCVII: How like a Winter hath my Absence been” +

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Posted by Terresa W. at 10:00 PM

Labels: absence, poetry, William Shakespeare

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