Anton Chekhov The Bet It was a dark autumn night. The old banker was walking up and down his study and remembering how, fifteen years before, he had given a party one autumn evening. There had been many clever men there, and there had been interesting conversations. Among other things they had talked of capital … Continue reading “The Bet” by Anton Chekhov
Friday Night Poetry Corner #10
Much respects and love everyone! There is the first Friday Night Poetry Corner for 2014. well the "Seasons Greetings" is almost left us for another moment in time; here is a poem that reflect on seasons for lack of speaking. Here is my poem I wrote in 2009; it is called Trees. Take a walk … Continue reading Friday Night Poetry Corner #10