Happy Rimbaud's Birthday
A sleepy reading of a dreamy poem
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Good evening everybody. I am about to turn in early, but before I do, I am reading you an old favorite Rimbaud poem in honor of his birthday. All good wishes and goodnight I will be back soon.
A Polaroid of my old traveling boots…
There's nothing better than having a poem read to you before bedtime (at least, in my part of the world). Well, maybe Uncle Wiggily.
Jesse in the clouds sounds like the first line of a poem. How wonderful they got to attend the induction ceremony. The Smith family rockin' the Hall.
Boots and a life wisely traveled. It is such a joy after walking a path to loosen one's laces and let your feet breath. The mind opens, and poetry flows.