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| my cell by meBy » zephyros on Sun Oct 8, 20060 Comments | | My body is my cell, my brain is the only window.
My eyes are the sun setting, my ears the morning sunrise.
certain moments I appear stoned, but my drug is Love. |
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| The Children of the Night by Edwin Arlington RobinsonBy » zephyros on Thu Sep 28, 20060 Comments | | FOR those that never know the light,
The darkness is a sullen thing;
And they, the Children of the Night,
Seem lost in Fortune's winnowing.
But some are strong and some are weak, --
And there's the story. House and home
Are shut from... |
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| the first lines of the Argonautica by Apollonius RhodiusBy » zephyros on Sat Sep 9, 20060 Comments | | Beginning with thee, O Phoebus, I will recount the famous deeds of men of
old, who, at the behest of King Pelias, down through the mouth of Pontus
and between the Cyanean rocks, sped well-benched Argo in quest of the
golden fleece.
Such was the oracle that Pelias heard, that a hateful doom... |
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| THE PUREST THING IN ALL CREATIONBy » zephyros on Tue Sep 5, 20060 Comments | | Somehow there's no more darkness left at all.
I've soaked up sunlight through a thousand wounds.
and this whiteness that I cloak you in
you won't find it even in the Alps; this wind
whirls also there to the heights and the snow is stained.
Even in the whitest rose, you find a hint of dust.
The... |
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| I won’t shed a tear for you againBy » zephyros on Tue Sep 5, 20060 Comments | | Drunk I got, two days ago, with our little moments,
You where too just a drop in the rain,
Even if I can’t touch you, I try again by myself,
To hide, to lose you, to lose myself.
But I won’t shed a tear for you again,
And don’t ask around about me.
(freely translated from... |
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| 'In Memoriam:27', 1850By » zephyros on Sat Sep 2, 20060 Comments | | I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Alfred Lord Tennyson |
