And now, far off
In the fragrant darkness
The tree is tremulous again with bloom
For June comes back.
To-night what girl
Dreamily before her mirror shakes from her hair
This year's blossoms, clinging to its coils?
—Sara Teasdale
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The towers of Notre Dame cut clean and gray
The evening sky, and pale from left to right
A hundred bridges leap from either quay.
—Willa Cather in 1923
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@SpringGroveLib @sg_interact @SGASD_HS @Rotary I know those two in the stripes! Thanks for the babysitting tonight...it was a lifesaver, and the boys had a blast!
Because it's in the world. (It's not just women who are controlled in the book.. it's everyone except those at the top. Gilead is a theocratic totalitariansim, not simply a Men-have-power Women-do-not world. Lower status men are told when and who marry, eg.)
All the poet can do to-day is to warn.
That is why the true Poets must be truthful.
—Wilfred Owen, who was killed in combat 100 years ago today.
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