I slumbered with your poems July 31, 2018July 31, 2018Posted in poetryTagged inspiration, life, literature, loss, memories, music, philosophy, photography, photos, poems, poetry, relationships, telephone booth Paris, August, 1984 Nothing should remain unsaid between us — Robert Frost, To E. T. (excerpt) The Blue Distance by Mary Chapin Carpenter TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegramWhatsAppEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related