It is not upon you alone the dark patches fall
“It is not upon you alone the dark patches fall,The dark threw its patches down upon me also,The best I had done seem’d to me […]
poetry
Myxomatosis
Myxomatosis Caught in the center of a soundless field While hot inexplicable hours go by What trap is this? Where were its teeth concealed? You […]
O master of my breath
“O master of my breath, create a man around these nostrils, and gather my heart toward the gravity of your name”. – Leonard Cohen, Book […]
Tyranny of the human face
I’ve recently been reading Baudelaire. The idea of redemption through one’s art in his prose poem “At One O’Clock in the Morning” resonated with me, […]