"Greetings from France, especially from Brittany where I enjoy the beginning of spring with full of yellow narcissus everywhere. Well, I read Withering Heights some time ago and also cause I never wrote a poem on a postcard, well I don't know exactly but I feel in the mood to write you the first lines of this one:The night is darkening round me
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go."
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Les Hackers, France
NY Postcard, Dutch Writings
"Unfortunately my life has nothing sexy or sassy to offer at the moment, but I feel some kind of spring fever coming up, which is good, because a life without passion is worth nothing! A friend of mine (she's 34) had an affair recently with a 26-year old one ... and there seems to be a generation gap already, as he was shocked she wasn't shaved, because obviously this is expected by 'younger' people these days... she was shocked as well."
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