"APRIL is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain."
- T.S. Eliot; "The Waste Land" ✨
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Ellipses
[ . . . ] A book of poetry [ . . . ]
el·lip·ses
əˈlips'es/
plural noun
a. the tumultuous tension of falling...
