More specifically concerning: keats
24 December 2000 – Rome
At the Protestant Cemetery, in the company of numerous over-attentive cats. I cannot help but feel, porter aside, that the cats are the guardians of the place, keeping the pigeons away, trotting amicably among the tombs. It is a strange place, calm, yet with a curious access to something else. There is the flutter of […]
we like sheep
a versifying Pet-lamb.
No. 35 Holywell St. I will be to you wine in the cellar and the more modestly or rather indolently I retire into the backward Bin, the more falerne1 will I be at the drinking… – John Keats, letter to Benjamin Bailey 21 May 1818 Defined as Of or pertaining to the ager Falernus in […]