Tag: imagination

  • 488: Sally in the Sun

    The realisation had barely settled upon the consciousness when my face had been brought home into Sally’s hands. As she whispered my name and drew close, I caught in the instant, the glimmer of long obstructed joyousness in her eyes. Suddenly, with space enough to run, and a great gasp of the soul free in […]

  • 403: Banks and Angels

    You were cautious this time to restrain the hearts heat and slow the imaginations hurry to dilate the moment o the hearts insisting, but lo; how you were shaken of your plans when strolled thee into your life unapologetically strong and glowing against the evenings lights. But for many-a-days with thoughts spent swelling the past, […]

  • 337

    Reading art thou winged.

  • 290

    Mostly, the writing is a figuring out of things. A naturally occurring process which, when with interfered by my own confused and fearful intemperance, it is quickly understood that a necessary something is lost; A clear and perhaps sometimes simple – sometimes savage veracity, that retains yet a dimension of frightful grace and symmetry that […]

  • 258: Lovers of truth

    Whose curiosity of the world has managed to withstand the training in apathetic contentment, will eventually return the long way home to where wasn’t good enough before, and concluding this is all to be got of travel.

  • 210: With heart of little weight

    My, the adventures I go on within the span of moments.

  • 157

    A blank page and a freshly risen intellect, is like a clear stream, a fine breeze and a view of morning free and unhindered of anything at all; pure and bracing already, and space enough for what enter may.

  • 153: Of sorrow we shall never sing

    Struck thereupon a chance encounter with an awe never known so remarkable, the intellect dazed suddenly forgets its wealth, and allows to overtake the keen heart depleting on the occasion; building upon the moment, an entire Citadel of new ideals, and finds himself with little resource to un-imagine once begun the construct of his most […]

  • 146: Unfolding

    The many heart whelming wonderments on grand and open display on Earth, and the countless thrilling prospects for life that, by courageous pursuit gifts curiosity, most terribly can not all be heeded. Not in the one tiny lightning span of furiously and incrementally dying star-matter, ye speck of darting ideas and burning unanswerable yearning, – […]

  • 142

    My character softens unirritated in the hazy afternoon of life and with enduring things that have shadows concerns itself, for fewer honourable engrosses remain. The quickened steel of Auroral days matures an apprehension, and beyond camp have meditations lingered in broadening circles of superstitious instinct. Agonising, that I have seen much and weighed all, yet […]