Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Clown in the Moon

My tears are like the quiet drift
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the rift
Of unremembered skies and snows.

I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream.

-Dylan Thomas


I love this poem to death.


Sunday, March 21, 2010

Back to the future.

So I have returned. Trust me, my three months hiatus was not premeditated. My laptop kind of got a virus and I couldn't log into my account? But all is well now. I'll attempt to write something worthwhile soon.

Have a lovely day :]