‘Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose
From out night’s gray and cloudy sheath;
Softly and still it grows and grows,
Petal by petal, leaf by leaf…’
Susan Coolidge, “The Morning Comes Before The Sun”
Archive for March 22nd, 2016
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‘you’re positively glowing…’
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root of all troubles….
“This and no other is the root from which a tyrant springs; when he first appears he is a protector.” Plato
