- 1
- 09:50 am
“What is the word that, over and over, / Sings the Scythe to the flowers and grass?”
- 6
- 08:03 am
"A swan-like form invests the hidden thorn"
- 2 comments
- 13
- 10:10 am
"The clouds were touched, / And in their silent faces could he read / Unutterable love"
- 6 comments
- 14
- 08:10 am
"No, my lord, unless I might have another for working days"
- 15
- 08:21 am
“Pride and ambition here / Only in far-fetch'd metaphors appear”
- 4 comments
- 20
- 08:42 am
"As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need. / Oh! lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!"
- 23
- 02:24 pm
"[And] when she ceased, we sighing saw / The floor lay paved with broken hearts."
- 4 comments
- 27
- 08:07 am
"The steamer left the black and oozy wharves / And floated down between dark ranks of masts"
Active Entries
- 1: “But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through the walls of boxes.”
- 2: “here is the church here is the steeple / you were looking for saints but you only found people”
- 3: “i’d like to save every day / till eternity passes away / just to spend them with you”
- 4: “and he said to the man running the stand / ‘hey! (pom pom pom) got any grapes?’”
- 5: “i just found this smile to think about you / you’re a saturday night far from the madding crowd”
- 6: “Only the querulous cricket grieves, / And shrilling locust weaves / A song of summer dead.”
- 7: “windy has stormy eyes / that flash at the sound of lies / and windy has wings to fly”
- 8: “the stars are not wanted now: put out every one; / pack up the moon and dismantle the sun”
- 9: “dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to get through this thing called ‘life’”
- 10: “if i don’t get some shelter / oh yeah i’m gonna fade away / war, children, it’s just a shot away”
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