Ô Saisons, ô Châteaux !
by angeliska on November 5, 2016
Ô saisons ô châteaux, Quelle âme est sans défauts ? Ô saisons, ô châteaux, J’ai fait la magique étude Du Bonheur, que nul n’élude. Ô vive lui, chaque fois Que chante son coq gaulois. Mais ! je n’aurai plus (…)
Texas Holy Water
by angeliska on November 3, 2016
Is it November, or is it still August? It’s hard to tell honestly – hard to say that Fall has come here, because the earth is cracked and the leaves are crisped, but not with winter’s chill. Sweat still trickles (…)
