by Prasanta | Apr 22, 2018 | Pain, Quotes, sorrow, Spring, Time
” April was just beginning, and after the warm spring day it turned cooler, slightly frosty, and a breath of spring could be felt in the soft, cold air… And everyone was silent, deep in thought, everything around was welcoming, young, so near— the...
by Prasanta | Mar 24, 2017 | Poetry, Spring
Spring by Gerard Manley Hopkins Nothing is so beautiful as Spring – When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush Through the echoing timber does so rinse and...
