"This was her favoured fairy realm, and here she erected her aerial palaces."
vineri, 31 octombrie 2014
Grief, Jack B. Yeats
"Someday each one of us will stand in front of this:
Indigo blue shards of grief, a blistering deluge
Of mustard flecks of rain that seal us within
A bewildered state which we desperately need -
Yet so desperately fail - to make any sense of."