Blake-ful=Bliss-ful
"..in a stony sleep....
In a horrible dreamful slumber
like the linked infernal chain
a cast spine writhed in torment
upon the winds, shooting pain
ribs, like a bending cavern
and bones of solidness froze
over all his nerves of joy....."
Sir William Blake
2 Comments:
sailing through november?
AMEN
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