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Lisa Potter

What I want you to know about me...

dabbling...just dabbling...

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

--Sara Teasdale

About My Navel

...rather round and introverted

Favorite Stuff (poets, poems, quotes, hobbies, etc.)

''...silence sounds no worse than tears, after death has stopped the ears.''

--A.E. Housman