Showing posts with label imu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label imu. Show all posts
Feb 27, 2009
You were there and I here
We searched for this song in Newburyport, remember that love?
(You didn't love Nwbryprt, I'm so very sorry ) ...
& there it was, the first song that you heard when back in England -
as the cab that drove you home .. first full day without you
02/27/2007 and now this song is of you too.......
@Anchor and Freesia from me for you ...... mmm still I remember the scent love,
I still do... the line of trees on shore these things and more, burned in my memory....
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You are the music while the music lasts.
T. S. Eliot
Feb 7, 2009
The road ~ private
"The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
— Robert Frost

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
— Robert Frost
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Remember the mission oak & snow ?
Perhaps it rings a bell for you, perhaps not. Your silence love, tis deafening
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