“Yet I will look upon thy face again, My own romantic Bronx, and it will be A face more pleasant than the face of men. Thy waves are old companions, I shall see A well remembered form in each old tree And hear a voice long loved in thy wild minstrelsy.” MenWellsLooksLongFacesFormVoiceMy OwnTreeRiversWaveRememberedPleasantLook UpCompanionBronxOld Trees Book:The Culprit Fay: And Other Poems Source: The Culprit Fay: And Other Poems
“By the age of three ... I was already an addicted reader. I still crave daily immersion in experience other than my own; (it needn't be more pleasant, exciting or illuminating -- merely other) and I still fall into books as though into catalepsy.” StillsBookAgeFallThreeMy OwnReaderExcitingPleasantCraveIlluminatingImmersion Author:Brigid Brophy