If a line of poetry strays into my memory my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
If a line of poetry strays into my memory my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
Wisdom worth sharing, words worth remembering.
If a line of poetry strays into my memory my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
Even when poetry has a meaning as it usually has it may be inadvisable to draw it out… Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.
Experience has taught me when I am shaving of a morning to keep watch over my thoughts because if a line of poetry strays into my memory my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.