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“Some momentary touches of my fire
Have warmed the barren ages with a beam:
There is no peak beyond my swift desire,
There is no beauty deeper than my dream.”
― Lincoln & other poems
Have warmed the barren ages with a beam:
There is no peak beyond my swift desire,
There is no beauty deeper than my dream.”
― Lincoln & other poems
“Maybe the truth is that saying goodbye seems to me a rejection of human warmth - even the minimal warmth that makes us feel solitude less. I mean real solitude, which rises up by surprise and lasts a few seconds, the solitude that derives not from lack of company or affection, but from our innate separateness from one another.”
― Incidental Inventions
― Incidental Inventions
![Stewart Stafford](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1547630381i/14583096._UX200_CR0,0,200,200_.jpg)
“Sirius Sojourn by Stewart Stafford
Cottage in an aromatic meadow,
Summer's languid haze hanging,
The old windmill's sundial stilled,
Chirping birds and insect drones.
Flowing brooks at a funereal pace,
A bloated lull duels exiguous energy,
Thick air's blanketing somnolence,
Liquid refreshment soothes inertia.
Salmon sundown slithers to a siesta,
In a clear purple sky nodding assent,
The intense day imperceptibly eased,
As the night's humid embrace begins.
© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
―
Cottage in an aromatic meadow,
Summer's languid haze hanging,
The old windmill's sundial stilled,
Chirping birds and insect drones.
Flowing brooks at a funereal pace,
A bloated lull duels exiguous energy,
Thick air's blanketing somnolence,
Liquid refreshment soothes inertia.
Salmon sundown slithers to a siesta,
In a clear purple sky nodding assent,
The intense day imperceptibly eased,
As the night's humid embrace begins.
© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
―
![Paul Éluard](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1554098227i/708489._UX200_CR0,36,200,200_.jpg)
“She had in the tranquility of her body
A little snowball the color of an eye
She had on her shoulders
A spot of silence a spot of rose
A lid on her breast
Her hands and supple singing arches
shattered the light
She sang the moments without falling asleep.”
― Capital of Pain
A little snowball the color of an eye
She had on her shoulders
A spot of silence a spot of rose
A lid on her breast
Her hands and supple singing arches
shattered the light
She sang the moments without falling asleep.”
― Capital of Pain
![Caleb Azumah Nelson](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1649492408i/20293142._UX200_CR0,16,200,200_.jpg)
“You don't talk here, but even if you did, the words would fail you, language insufficient to reflect the intense mess of being this intimate with another.”
― Open Water
― Open Water
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