Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Flume



Truth has been. The same waters have three times bathed me and have three times drowned me. 
Sometimes I laugh, Sometimes I cry; Sometimes I forget; more often I remember. 
The trees keep me here. 
It is because words that I laugh. 

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Winged Life

"I, living with my own heart and addicted, body and soul,
 to the most intense and painful meditation - 
she, roaming carelessly through life, 
with no thought of the shadows in her path 
or the silent flight of raven-winged hours" - Poe, "Berenice"