When came the last day of summer
I found I had no more time to write
only time to prepare for students.
Now a fortnight has passed since the beginning of the year.
Instead of working 20 hours of unpaid labor
I think I shall start writing more
instead.
2 comments:
I'll look forward to it.
This is simply fantastic. I wish I had more time now to immserse myself in your words. May be poetry can save me - it has been my expression of profound dejection, solitude and grief.
All the best to you.
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