Day: February 8, 2004

  • A bit of fun from Brooke

    Two of my favorites from Rupert Brooke: The Voice by Rupert Brooke Safe in the magic of my woods   I lay, and watched the dying light. Faint in the pale high solitudes,   And washed with rain and veiled by night, Silver and blue and green were showing.   And the dark woods grew darker still; And…