Ô Saisons, ô Châteaux !

by Angeliska on November 5, 2016

Ô saisons ô châteaux, 
 Quelle âme est sans défauts ? 

Ô saisons, ô châteaux,
 J’ai fait la magique étude
 Du Bonheur, que nul n’élude.

 Ô vive lui, chaque fois
 Que chante son coq gaulois.

 Mais ! je n’aurai plus (…)

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Texas Holy Water

by Angeliska on November 3, 2016

Is it November, or is it still August? It’s hard to tell honestly – hard to say that Fall has come here, because the earth is cracked and the leaves are crisped, but not with winter’s chill. Sweat still trickles (…)

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