Dream Momma is a closet poetry reader. She adores the dark side of poetry the European poets do so well. She hears of and reads many dreams about skeletons. There was a blog on one a few weeks ago. Today her energy is dedicated to the 1980 Nobel Prize in Literature, Poet Czeslaw Miloz and his rich poem,  A Skull.

A Skull

“I gather dreams of the skull for I am it,

Impetuous, enamored, suffering in the gardens,

Under a dark window, uncertain whether it’s mine

And for no one else, the secret of her pleasure.”

Dream Momma

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