At school, I would always dread the poetry modules in English, trying to decipher meaning from stale texts and reading out my pained interpretation to a class half-asleep. It was only when I found ...
A poem dating back to the 14th century was tacked on the wall of my elementary school in Brooklyn. For want of a nail the shoe was lost, for want of a shoe the horse was lost, for want of a horse the ...
Some results have been hidden because they may be inaccessible to you
Show inaccessible results