A poem by Francis Orray Ticknor
“In one room of this deserted mansion we came upon an old harpsichord
with a single unbroken string. Evoking the last sound from it, we extracted
the key, which you will find herewith.” – Letter from the Old Dominion
Miscellanea
 Posted on: Friday, March 30, 2018 - 2:27pm
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 Posted on: Friday, February 23, 2018 - 4:47pm
You are beautiful and faded |
 Posted on: Saturday, October 28, 2017 - 12:48pm
by Margaret Okubo |
 Posted on: Tuesday, August 29, 2017 - 11:19pm
Twisted we dance on a stage, |