Notes

This World Is Too Much With Us — William Wordsworth

The world is too much with us, late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers, little we see in Nature that is ours We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon, like this sea that bares her bosom to the moon, or the… Read full entry »

24 March 2005, 09:07 | Comments (0)

since feeling is first — e.e. cummings

since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom lady i swear by… Read full entry »

27 February 2005, 12:05 | Comments (0)

The Swan — Rainer Maria Rilke

This clumsy living that moves lumbering as if in ropes through what is not done reminds us of the awkward way the swan walks. And to die, which is a letting go of the ground we stand on and cling to every day, is like the… Read full entry »

26 February 2005, 12:05 | Comments (0)

Minute Particulars — William Blake

He who would do any good to another must do it in Minute Particulars. General Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, & flatterer. Read full entry »

26 February 2005, 12:05 | Comments (0)

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