Lacquered Beach
Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun. –… Continue reading
Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun. –… Continue reading
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore… I hear it in the deep heart’s core. – William Butler Yeats
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I… Continue reading
When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green; And every goose a swan, lad And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round… Continue reading