Sonnet I: What Is Lost
Readeth not these lines; they are not, young girl, For thee. They are, to souls like thine, forbidden, Though they may betray what hast thou hidden In thine heart, these words should not unfurl Thy...
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What is real to thee So real does it ever seem, May be a phantom. Take care this realness Is not a dagger with which To slay thine own soul Permalink Below the fold: A fairytale element? One reader...
View ArticleSonnet II: What Is Kept
Take care young girl in what thou keepest real, For what thou real profess, wilt thou become; And be thy carriage drawn to thine ideal, Wherefore should–pure for thee–white horses come? This trap...
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