James, my inspiration and Muse...


Here is a collection of my favourite poetry,
Mr May has admitted to liking poetry.
He has even inspired me to write some.
He likes poetry, I like him.

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Sunday, 18 January 2015

Meeting An Old Friend
Du Mu  803 - 852

For years not having met,
we meet, and yet with sadness
and with tears like sleet.
(Your hair, alas, resembles silk.)
In grief, each grips the other's hand.
It is the time of falling flowers, too.
Do not begrudge our tipsiness tonight;
brief life is here our portion.