Tag: magic

  • 493: Blink if you can hear me

    The years are collecting, magic diminished and flickering. … Do something.

  • 119: Wet the day

    ”Ye province of revolutions lure; preserving heights where ecstasy brews, Of relic agreements furious homecoming, riding hymns of deep-set change, Savage and sweeping the entire. Instincts bowed to primal charms palpable loom.” As though with impatience pregnant at the oppression, the sun rushed from a corner early and determined, finding differently few or none with […]

  • 105: A steady and affectionate shower fell this morning

    A steady and affectionate shower fell this morning, and every adamant droplet rushing from its vapoury port, when realising its terminus in my eyes, reduced at once its ire to a fine and delicate mist, that would sorrily fall the other way if it could. Kissing my lashes like snowflakes, they rest there, huddling globes […]

  • 75

    Every Artist is a lone, celestial emissary of change.