"An idea no longer shrouded in mist, through wave or ether comes to me, like a star from high up in the skies, or a pearl from the bottom of the sea." - Victor Hugo (Les rayons et les ombres)
Clever. I like the idea of it being served cold - that means that nothing is said impulsively.
It's like one of your apple pies Pat. Nice with ice cream.
Poems like wine improve with age. They need to be laid down. Mind you I always tend to the Heuriger, the fresh new wine that is. Bloomsday next week. Dominic'll be doing some crazy stunt. Mark my words.
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