Arrogance of Love

Stuck en shards of amber, Memories and dreams [Aside.] These dayes it’s difficult to note a difference b’tween the two. To sever To cut them loose One need not be a giant One need not swing heavily the labrys One need only drink from the Virgin’s Well One need not be a rajah to boast […]


Carefully hidden beneath the cedar, My ledger is found Whereby the darkest of my dayes Is present And eye do not meet it well-armed Alas! My Father’s sword is not snug against my hip No Poetry here (en this terrible place) No Love No Light No Grace Only the beginning of the End {Two-Beat Pause} […]