In like a lion
Ah, March, March, March...
She flirts with April, then,
rushes back into February's
tumultuous arms, until
the celestial, maternal sage
can convince her fickle heart
otherwise.
—Charles William Lowell
Dear Alice Postcards from the Fringes
About Me
- Nancy JC
- For a long time I have contemplated blogging...so begins a journey into the world of streamofconsciousness writing, telling you of my travels, with postcards from the fringes... while spinning and weaving on my tour through life. Who is Alice? Stop in at January 17, 2008.
1 comment:
I really like this one but have never read it before. Thanks for sharing it with us.
Diane
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