Today…

A Girl with Red Hair, By Kuroda Seiki, 1892Stand on the highest pavement of the stair
Lean on a garden urn
Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair
Clasp your flowers to you with a pained surprise
Fling them to the ground and turn
With a fugitive resentment in your eyes:
But weave, weave the sunlight in your hair.

– T. S. Eliot, La figlia che piange

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