In Praise of Easy Days We loved ourselves when we were young. You seemed urbane and so well hung. You liked the little scarves I wore and when we danced across the floor you held me tight. I watched your eyes for you were hot and worldly-wise: you knew some tricks which I did not but I was quick and learned a lot. Aimez vous Chekhov? Leaving a film of The Duel, we link arms and talk about the Russian author, what he meant to us years ago. Back then,…
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