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“So I sought | The sleep which would not come, and night was fraught | With old emotions weeping silently.” ~ Amy Lowell, from “Crepuscule du Matin”
Two for Tuesday: Jorge Luis Borges Tuesday afternoon, cold and snow off and on, 26 degrees. I’m still suffering from writer’s block. The words just aren’t coming. The good news, t…