The soul selects her own society,
Then shuts the door;
On her divine majority
Obtrude no more.
Unmoved, she notes the chariot's pausing
At her low gate;
Unmoved, an emperor is kneeling
Upon her mat.
I've known her from an ample nation
Then close the valves of her attention
T Lo’s Weekend Pop Culture Reading List - Kittens, before we dash out the door for A WEEKEND OF SUN AND FUN ON FIRE ISLAND THANK YOU VERY MUCH, we of course must leave you with fabulous little ni...