“All were there, This life's alarmers, sowing their future harvests, Rife weeds of conflict--- all but one That I name never, Jealousy.” — Nancy Cunard Copy Share Image
“All were there, This life's alarmers, sowing their future harvests, Rife weeds of conflict--- all but one That I name never, Jealousy.” — Nancy Cunard Copy Share Image
“Daring to look behind and look again A-head for all the slowly coming days, See nothing but the Carnivals of Peace, Forget the dreams… — Nancy Cunard Copy Share Image
