Posts Tagged Cruellest Month
Welcome to the Cruellest Month!
Posted by Ron Hayes in Poetry, Ron, The Craft Of Writing, The Writer's Life on April 6, 2014
by Ron Hayes In the immortal words of one of my personal faves (and, clearly, MY miglior fabbro): Frisch weht der Wind Der Heimat zu, Mein Irisch kind, Wo Weilest du? And it’s true. Fresh winds are blowing. The cruellest month is upon us. And here we are again, one year later, one year older and, […]