So I wait for you like a lonely house / till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.
- Pablo Neruda, Sonnet LXV
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Beautiful Yearning
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A running account of a Jamaican-American's move to Cork, Ireland in a desperate bid to inject some fun and adventure into her life. Bring on the craic!
So I wait for you like a lonely house / till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.
- Pablo Neruda, Sonnet LXV