Intro

O full-orb'd moon, did but thy rays

Their last upon mine anguish gaze!

Beside this desk, at dead of night,

Oft have I watched to hail thy light:

Then, pensive friend! o'er book and scroll,

With soothing power, thy radiance stole!

In thy dear light, ah, might I climb,

Freely, some mountain height sublime,

Round mountain caves with spirits ride,

In thy mild haze o'er meadows glide,

And, purged from knowledge-fumes, renew

My spirit, in thy healing dew!

Goethe: Faust I.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Recipe For the Editor to Remove


  2. I didn't mean to number these.
  3. But since they are numbered
  4. I'm just going with it.
  5. I think that probably
  6. Loving yourself is more important
  7. and also requisite
  8. To any other desires one might have
  9. For being loved.
  10. And for being able to truly love
  11. Another in ways I might aspire to.

Published by G. Etranger at 5:43 PM

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