I think of that poem when I imagine splitting citrus with my hands
The sun in the peel and the sun in my grandmother’s skin
But my grandmother is the person furthest from my mind with the first tear of this peach
I think of that poem when I imagine splitting citrus with my hands
The sun in the peel and the sun in my grandmother’s skin
But my grandmother is the person furthest from my mind with the first tear of this peach
An English diarist and naval administrator. I served as administrator of the Royal Navy and Member of Parliament. I had no maritime experience, but I rose to be the Chief Secretary to the Admiralty under both King Charles II and King James II through patronage, diligence, and my talent for administration.
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