unleash my soul, my heart, my love
free me from this sorrowful world
seasons change yet we remain
trapped in our humanity
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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4 comments:
May I quote you on this on one of my art journal pages one day?
Art Journal-a place to put misc art; and journaling if one does that sort of thing (I don't really do that) I sometimes post photos of my pages in NING site and I would include a link to you (of course) should I / could I quote you.
powerful -- i like the way you show the tension between the body and spirit realms
I do hope you don't really mean this. But the poem is lovely.
trapped in humanity... that is indeed a very - human feeling. :) Nice poem
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