Blessed be all metrical rules that forbid automatic responses, force us to have second thoughts, free us from the fetters of Self.
W. H. AudenThe sky is darkening like a stain Something is going to fall like rain And it won't be flowers
W. H. AudenBlessed be all metrical rules that forbid automatic responses, force us to have second thoughts, free us from the fetters of Self.
W. H. AudenThe sky is darkening like a stain Something is going to fall like rain And it won't be flowers
W. H. Auden