Aesthetic Blasphemy

Talking to self

“But when the self speaks to the self, who is speaking?—the entombed soul, the spirit driven in, in, in to the central...

In and Out of Love: the difference

Oh, when I was in love with you, Then I was clean and brave, And miles around the wonder grew How well did I...

I've pals in heaven and hell

I don't like to commit myself about heaven and hell - you see, I have friends in both places. ~Mark Twain (Image...

The clod and the pebble

Love seeketh not Itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease, And builds a...

Ode on solitude

Ode on Solitude Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In...