The dark plots of fate, snakes biting their tails, and destinies fulfilled?
Just coincidences.
A month ago, I commented right here on Substack on a user’s post quoting this very poem, which I hadn’t known before. Just a few lines, but so many emotions. (I miss the hedgehog—thankfully.)
Philip Larkin wrote a very sad poem along these lines.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48423/the-mower-56d229a740294
The dark plots of fate, snakes biting their tails, and destinies fulfilled?
Just coincidences.
A month ago, I commented right here on Substack on a user’s post quoting this very poem, which I hadn’t known before. Just a few lines, but so many emotions. (I miss the hedgehog—thankfully.)
My ears are burning!
This is a very moving complement to Larkin's poem.
That's it! My apologies, didn't really know how to tag you, it's a shame :)
Great post, and I'll see you in Hell. It will end up being overcrowded.
Very much obligated Portia.
Unfortunately if heaven is uncertain, hell is for sure :)