Friday, March 13, 2015

Rags and Shreds

Car driving away

How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you... you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences... little rags and shreds of your very life. (Katherine Mansfield) 
Another rag, another shred,
Another goodbye said...
O come, thou World; come, thou Day,
When—heart made whole—I stay.

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