And a lot of it!

April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.

T.S. Eliot

(I swear I saw blue sky for a moment today.)

1 comment:

Eva Robertson said...

Thank you for that bit of the Wasteland! I haven't thought of those lines all month, despite the PAD challenge and my efforts to remember every bit of beautiful verse I've ever read . . . .