Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great drops of dew… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
This / is the use of trampolines / I will remember, the broken sunlight / Coming through the trees in a strange… — Gerard Woodward Copy Share Image
