I attended the first half of Vanderbilt’s Saturday University class with Billy Collins, “Under the Hood: The Mechanics of Poetry,” yesterday. He started with the
Tag: William Shakespeare
Of blacker shade than cattleâ€™s secret parts/On moonless nights in Devonshire. I fall./It hath no bottom, not this taste of sin;/I drop to see condition that Iâ€™m in.
The most excellent comedie and tragical romance of TWO GENTLEMEN OF LEBOWSKI. (via)
Where the bee sucks, there suck I: In a cowslip’s bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat’s back I