that sea-change the him into i and of i a father made
how wonderful, this poem echoing Ariel's song, i am thrilled with the masterful alliterations and yet the overall impression is that of natural simplicity, like a folk song...
Drifting, drifting...that's the way it looks on the edges of our civilisation. A drifting, a searching, beyond all the known grounds for an other ground.
from Travels in the Drifting Dawn by Kenneth White
As he travels through the great human desert, this man, this lonely figure endowed with active imagination, has, you may be sure, a higher aim, a more general aim, than that of a mere strolling reporter.
Baudelaire
tutto, in natura, ha una essenza lirica, un destino tragico, una esistenza comica.
santayana
the floating elvis had heard the words the floating elvis had looked out for so long it was time to see the world he was not alone
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that sea-change
the him into i
and of i
a father made
how wonderful, this poem echoing Ariel's song, i am thrilled with the masterful alliterations and yet the overall impression is that of natural simplicity, like a folk song...
...I hear them, ding dong bell :)
And me.
these are tricky to get right but i was mostly happy with this one
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