Heads up to Anne-ri999 for triggering remembrance of this piece.
If it was only like 84 Charing Cross (film). And for the record, Shakespeare fucking rocks. Tell the millions of US tourists who masturbate upon Stratford-Upon-Avon and are more open minded to history.
Not sure if there are folk on this site who remember when there were 100 & hundreds comments, but that ok, whatever feeds your egotism
I loved 84 Charring Cross and I really love this poem. Love flew out of your mouth in italics…beautiful. And what a sense of freedom and release from restraints. Kites…such a cool visual. H🌷