Archaic Torso of Apollo by Rainer Maria Rilke (translated from German by Stephen Mitchell) We cannot know his legendary head with eyes like ripening fruit. And yet his torso is still suffused with brilliance from inside, like a lamp, in which his gaze, now turned to low, gleams in all its power....
The Force That Through the Green Fuse Drives the Flower "The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees Is my destroyer. And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose My youth is bent...
“Christmas is a door opening and reminding us forever of the soul within us. It is reminding us of the beauty, and truth, and wonder, and love that are locked within each one of us, and which can be brought out by proper care and...
In a West end town a dead end world The East end boys and West end girls [embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3j2NYZ8FKs[/embed] In the final weeks of 2016, you may find that the effervescent cheer of the holidays will be syncopated by a little sigh of sadness. This not to say that...
Come, come thou bleak December wind, And blow the dry leaves from the tree! Flash, like a Love-thought, thro' me, Death And take a Life that wearies me. -A Fragment by Samuel Taylor Coleridge This week is remarkably quiet in terms of astrological aspects. The only...