these are busy days. days of long hours, hot sun, and much to do on the farm. days of abundance, when the earth gives and gives. anxious days too - when will we get enough rain?
this is the time when a little walt whitman at the end of the day is all i can manage before i fall asleep, exhausted, in need of rest to ready my body for next day's work.
so grateful for beautiful poems that heal my soul
peace
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raluca , magda a recitat o poezie de walt w., cind a dat examen de admitere la fac. de teatru - avea vreo 19-20 ani . n-a reusit, dar stiu ca-i placea mult w. w., in romineste . eu, nu l-am citit -am incercat, dar mi s-a perut prea abstract -- ori traducerea era proasta ?
ma bucur ca-ti place.... mama.
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