September 2, 2017
The golden-rod is yellow; The corn is turning brown; The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down. The gentian’s bluest fringes Are curling in the sun; In dusty pods the milkweed Its hidden silk has spun. The sedges flaunt their harvest, In every meadow nook; And asters by the brook-side Make asters in […]
Tags: autumn, beauty, helen hunt jackson, poem, september, time
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July 10, 2017
I O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each […]
Tags: change, death, life, ode to the west wind, Percy Bysshe Shelley, poem, time
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February 27, 2017
Would you look? Would you take a peek? Into the great big void stare, Radiation bursts… blinding glare; Infinite routes to infinite universes, Infinite riches and beauties, Infinite “me’s” and “you’s”. Infinite possibilities and choices not made, Infinite dreams accomplished or dashed by routine’s blade. Infinite loves, infinite losses, Infinite half empty and half full […]
Tags: beauty, chaos, Cosmic Field Trip, creation, death, destruction, eternity, life, poem, time
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January 31, 2017
“I rent time for people to read, Frau McClain. Time for people who have no time to spare.” Strauss’ eyes twinkled. (Loc. 192-193) I picked up To Read or Not to Read by Vincent Hobbes a few years ago and I rated it pretty low because I didn’t know at the time that I was reading a short […]
Tags: books, horror, imagination, magic, paranormal, review, short-story, suspense, time, to read or not to read, vincent hobbes
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December 9, 2016
O light the candle, John The daylight has almost gone The birds have sung their last The bells call all to mass Another song from Loreena McKennitt I enjoy listening lately, probably because of the gloomy weather, is Skelling, a track included on the 1997 album The Book of Secrets. In Skelling, a dying Irish […]
Tags: books, death, life, Loreena McKennitt, music, new age, religion, rome, skelling, song, story, time, travel
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June 5, 2016
The moon is now an opening flower, The sky a cliff of blue. The moon is now a silver rose; Her pollen is the dew. Her pollen is the mist that swings Across her face of dreams: Her pollen is the April rain, Filling the April streams. Her pollen is eternal life, Endless ambrosial foam. […]
Tags: beauty, moon, nature, poem, the rose of midnight, time, vachel lindsay
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April 27, 2016
From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April dress’d in all his trim Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh’d and leap’d with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me […]
Tags: flower, love, sonnet 98, spring, time, tom Hiddleston, william shakespeare, youth
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March 16, 2016
Forever – is composed of Nows – ‘Tis not a different time – Except for Infiniteness – And Latitude of Home – From this – experienced Here – Remove the Dates – to These – Let Months dissolve in further Months – And Years – exhale in Years – Without Debate – or Pause – […]
Tags: emily dickinson, forever, life, poem, time
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March 7, 2016
When I grow older/ I will be there at your side/ To remind you how I still love you Out of all the books I wanted to review this month, I chose to begin with… a song. Why? Because I can’t get it out of my mind. Not that I actually want to do that, […]
Tags: affection, ballad, freddie mercury, loss, love of my life, music, queen, song, time
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February 25, 2016
Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy, With my extern the outward honouring, Or laid great bases for eternity, Which proves more short than waste or ruining? Have I not seen dwellers on form and favour Lose all and more by paying too much rent For compound sweet, forgoing simple savour, Pitiful thrivers, in […]
Tags: life, ruth negga, sonnet 125, time, william shakespeare
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