My house has changed a little in the sun.
The fragrance of the magnolias come close,
False flick, false form, but falseness close to kin.
Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction (1942) - It Must Be Abstract
My house has changed a little in the sun.
The fragrance of the magnolias come close,
False flick, false form, but falseness close to kin.
Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction (1942) - It Must Be Abstract