~ imPRESSions ~
The phrase that occupies the last four lines of this poem is really, really powerful. The textures of my todays, when I was young, were certainly instruments of torture more often than not, and I shudder to think of them.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.
Starward
Thanks for obliging the somewhat angstsy and darkish tone of this pragmatically pessimistic expression.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
The phrase that occupies the
The phrase that occupies the last four lines of this poem is really, really powerful. The textures of my todays, when I was young, were certainly instruments of torture more often than not, and I shudder to think of them.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.
Starward
Thanks for obliging the
Thanks for obliging the somewhat angstsy and darkish tone of this pragmatically pessimistic expression.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform