Stranded weeks from classes which do no longer/yet exist
Without a library to start me on my summer reading list
I find I'm an idle, contemptible wight.
The pleasure reading I have finished isn't helping me to write.
Then insight reaches me as usual, in metaphor and personal:
I'm lost without a reading light to lead me through the world.
Without a library to start me on my summer reading list
I find I'm an idle, contemptible wight.
The pleasure reading I have finished isn't helping me to write.
Then insight reaches me as usual, in metaphor and personal:
I'm lost without a reading light to lead me through the world.
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