Monthly Archives: July 2015

Slumber, a Poem

Drifting into sleep, the scars wash away Or temporarily fade as the realm of dream -unforgiving towards those who would underestimate- takes control of its jurisdiction. Obtuse yet enticingly forbearing, The taunts of promised restfulness are overshadowed by the fortuitous … Continue reading

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“To Pluto the strong, and praised Proserpine; Unsheathed the narrow sword, I sat to keep off the impetuous impotent dead, Till I should hear Tiresias.” -Ezra Pound, Canto I

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“Is life more than being entertained by literature, wise man, or more than traveling from one place to another, suffering from poor emotional health and pondering the people one loves? And what about those who lead a life of mystery? … Continue reading

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What We Once Knew, a Poem

Too far distracted by the patterns on the walls, The apricot streams of light pour onto them through the blinds Foreshadowing the night that is rushing towards. The artistry from the ambient sounds floats above our ears; Time would not … Continue reading

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“Men only think about the past right before their death, as if searching frantically for proof they were alive.” -Jet, Cowboy Bebop

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Fear

noun: “A strong emotion caused by great worry about something dangerous, painful, or unknown that is happening or might happen.” (dictionary.cambridge.org) Every time I leave it all behind I fear I will never again recognize any of that which makes … Continue reading

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