Give Me Proof of Eternity…

You probably shouldn't even read this post unless you have a poetic soul....but if you do, you might have these strange melancholy moods, where you read sad poetry for days, and don't eat.  When I'm in this mood, I read my main man Algernon Charles Swinburne, Victorian poet.  I discovered Charles when I read his poem The Garden of Proserpine. You'll probably recognize it--especially the last two stanzas which hauntingly embrace the inevitability of death. … [Read more...]

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