conscious living poetry journal
Poetry in Search of Meaning
Friday, June 03, 2005
Remember this?
"My heart was a habitation large enough for many guests, but lonely and chill, and without a household fire. I longed to kindle one! It seemed not so wild a dream . . . "
--Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
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