Lovely poem, Rossetti rings a dull bell, might not get to look her up.
Has it confused me, though? I clearly remember the first moment of me meeting him but unlike the author I don’t believe I could possibly remember the moment he met me, that moment is so personal.
I’ve been a Christina Rosetti fan for a long, long time. She wrote the words to my favorite Christmas song, “In the Bleak Midwinter.”