Wednesday, April 16th, 2014
For today’s prompt, write an elegy. Callimachi Manes et Coi sacra Philetae, in vestrum, quaeso, me sinite ire nemus. Caliban Dies Alone Deserted in old age by those who mastered him with torture and disdain, he lies in his strait bed. And remembers. An island all his own full of […]