the sound of our ancestors
dry sibilation of time and loss
and golden temptation
opened books in closed
groves
the pages don't read themselves
I want to go
come, he says softly
an old man appears and
moves in a tired dance
amid the scattered tomes
gently the truth calls
(untitled) - Comments welcome
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(untitled) - Comments welcome
by nollaig » 30 Oct 2012, 00:01
Last edited by nollaig on 30 Oct 2012, 00:51, edited 1 time in total.
“Not all those who wander are lost.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Re: (untitled) - Comments welcome
by Sciethe » 30 Oct 2012, 00:12
Descent of the Awen's descant
Sublime undersounds underscore
The quiet text
Sublime undersounds underscore
The quiet text
The lives of three men, The life of an eagle; The lives of three eagles, The life of a yew; The lives of three yews, The length of an age. Nennius
The presence of those seeking the truth is infinitely to be preferred to those that think they've found it. Pratchett
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The presence of those seeking the truth is infinitely to be preferred to those that think they've found it. Pratchett
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