Using Poetry For My Own Advantage and the Astonishment of Others
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
1 comment:
Thanks Heavens. This blog was one day away from losing its PROBATIONARY status- and moving to a whole new level.
Good job on the 5K.
Were you bitter afterwards? Did you go to Church?
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