Alcools

I apologize if my previous diatribe worried my readers.

I realize that it could have been mis-interpreted as a personal goodbye.

It was not.

Apollinaire is my favorite poet in any language.

L’Adieu is my favorite poem.

Autumn is my favorite season.

I hate summer. In the heat, I am in hibernation.

I come to life, am invigorated by the cool of autumn.

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