8220;When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold, Beneath theroof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold; When woodland hallsare green and cool, and wind is in the West, Come back to me! Come backto me, and say my land is best! Har haft en fullspäckad helg med punkspelningar, franska kompisar på besök, 1a maj, ölhärj and mc-klubbar! Men jag hinner inte skriva om det nu, har nämligen MYCKET viktigare saker att berätta! Ni minns min fabulösa fantastiska vän Ciilja? .

Thursday, June 18, 2009. Countee Cullen and The Harlem Renaissance. Locked arm in arm they cross the way,. The black boy and the white,. The golden splendor of the day,. The sable pride of night. From lowered blinds the dark folk stare,. And here the fair folk talk,. Indignant that these two should dare. Finkleman, Paul and Cary D. do? Saturday, June 13, 2009.