"There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream
the earth, and every common sight,
to me did seem
appareled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream." -William Wordsworth, Ode: Intimations of Immortality
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Dancing with Billy Collins
My friend composed a wonderful poem about dancing with Billy Collins (a most amazing poet) at a writers conference and I thought it would be fun to give her a gift showcasing her brilliant and touching poem.
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