That Thing of the Poets: Autumn Leaves - haiku

"Autumn Leaves"

Oh! blurs twilight soft
And ah! now levitates leaves
The Central Park mist

Hugo Pezzini
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My favorite words: Three lines by Barbara W. Tuchman

Satire is a wrapping of exaggeration around a core of reality.

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In individuals as in nations, contentment is silent, which tends to unbalance the historical record.

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Christianity in its ideas was never the art of the possible.

Barbara B. Tuchman
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My favorite words: A Sailor's Love

When I'm not with the girl I love, I love the girl I'm with.

Slightly altered from Yip Harburg's "Finian's Rainbow"
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