December 2011
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August 2011
2 posts
May 2011
2 posts
April 2011
34 posts
Pale Fire
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff - and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
March 2011
32 posts
Words, words, words
“Words, words, words” - Hamlet, 2.2
“Words, words, words” - Eliza from My Fair Lady
Pale Fire
“I’ll example you with thievery:
The sun’s a thief, and with his great attraction
Robs the vast sea; the moon’s an arrant thief,
And her pale fire she snatches from the sun;
The sea’s a thief, whose liquid surge resolves
The moon into salt tears; the earth’s a thief,
That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen
From general excrement: each thing’s a...
