A Political Refugee From The Global Village
An Englishman in love with Bucharest's blowsy charms
Thursday, 7 July 2022
Rosy fingered Aurora
When I was 8 I wrote poems about the morning but preferred lying in bed to experiencing it.
Poets are hypocrites.
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