by Prasanta | May 8, 2018 | Memories, Poetry, Travel
When I was in college, I spent a semester in London and had the wonderful opportunity to visit the beautiful Lake District area one weekend. Five of us traveled there, stayed in a charming bed and breakfast with a gorgeous view of sheep dotting the hillsides...
by Prasanta | May 1, 2018 | Beauty, Nature, Poetry, poets, Spring, Uncategorized
May Day by Sara Teasdale A delicate fabric of bird song Floats in the air, The smell of wet wild earth Is everywhere. Red small leaves of the maple Are clenched like a hand, Like girls at their first communion The pear trees stand. Oh I must pass nothing by...
