Step into the world of Amy Pinkleberry, who has recently lost love but will find it again through a few unexpected means—a strangely windy day, a book delivered to the wrong house, and a job she didn't sign up for. This novella, a beautiful poetry love story, is part of a new line from T.S. . . .
Epithalamium
I tell you, I felt like an elephant that night, the night of the harvest. Each furrow put on airs in the moonlight, and the stars were so much confetti that took more than one lifetime to fall … I blundered about, wondered where to sit; I asked after you. My trunk was so heavy— and can you . . .
Spring Dress
I love the unknown in you, the unfair, the shy backs of your knees, the colony of dimples that sleep in moon-shaped huts leaning toward your mouth. —Dave Malone From O: Love Poems from the Ozarks . . .
Schedule
I wanted to end the week with you. Then I wondered, why not begin the night with you, and would it be so terrible if I carried it over to breakfast and a cup of something hot to drink with you? —L.L. Barkat, from Love, Etc. More on Love, Etc. "Delicate, suggestive, . . .
Love and Friendship
Love is like the wild rose-briar, Friendship like the holly-tree— The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring, Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again And who will call the wild-briar . . .
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