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APRIL 20, 2017 Day 110 of 365...God did not bring you far to fail you now, it has full of succession both good vibes and bad times. But still have a wayNapz Cherub Pellazo
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Coincidences undeniably imply meaning. I am rereading Hart Crane.I notice the date On which he stepped off that boat Was April 26.Tomorrow is April 26.The year of his suicide was 1932.I was four. I am now fifty-one. One undeniable implication in this case then Is that the year, today, Is 1979.Afterward, Crane’s mother scrubbed floors. Eventually, I may or may not Jump overboard. Are there questions? .David Markson
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The seasonal urge is strong in poets. Milton wrote chiefly in winter. Keats looked for spring to wake him up (as it did in the miraculous months of April and May, 1819). Burns chose autumn. Longfellow liked the month of September. Shelley flourished in the hot months. Some poets, like Wordsworth, have gone outdoors to work. Others, like Auden, keep to the curtained room. Schiller needed the smell of rotten apples about him to make a poem. Tennyson and Walter de la Mare had to smoke. Auden drinks lots of tea, Spender coffee; Hart Crane drank alcohol. Pope, Byron, and William Morris were creative late at night. And so it goes. .Helen Bevington
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Today has been a day dropped out of June into April.L.m. Montgomery
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The air soft as that of Seville in April, and so fragrant that it was delicious to breathe it.Christopher Columbus
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My biggest hero, Gregory Peck, was my birthday present on April 14, 1973. I just sat and stared at him.Loretta Lynn