The Wasteland by T.S. Eliot I. The Burial of the Dead “April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. . .” [caption id="" align="aligncenter"...
Rumours from an Æolian Harp by Henry David Thoreau There is a vale which none hath seen, Where foot of man has never been, Such as here lives with toil and strife, An anxious and a sinful life. There every virtue has its birth, Ere it descends...
[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGnBrabqdP4[/embed] Everyone knows the opening of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony. . . da-da-da-DUM! da-da-da-DUM! This four-note motif, that leaves you gasping from the emotional impact, is probably the most well-known symphonic phrase ever composed. It probably takes less than two seconds to direct your imagination to vividly recreate...
"I will seize Fate by the throat. It will not wholly conquer me! Oh, how beautiful it is to live - and live a thousand times over!" - Ludwig von Beethoven [embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rOjHhS5MtvA[/embed] This week, with the Sun, Moon, Venus, Saturn, and Uranus all in fire signs, there are...
since feeling is first since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry —the best gesture...