Because everyone loves a good story
Gears and ivy. That’s what my brain looks like. If you could peek into my head (which I strongly advise against), I think you’d see cogs and gears—antique and tarnished but still madly churning—with tendrils of ivy growing on, around, and within the machine….
Edmund Spenser was preparing to write an epic. Back in the day, it was customary for someone that audacious to declare his intentions in advance by writing something a bit more manageable first. For Spenser, this was a series of 12 pastoral poems called…
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