“Look upon my works, ye might and despair!Nothing besides remains. Round the decayOf that colossal Wreck, boundless and bareThe…
We are all broken flowersWe have seen the moon smilingThe waves crashingThe shimmer and thunder of springsThe blazing…
Narcissus studies his image,reflected in the moonlit stillness,strains to see with blinded eyes,truth that can never reveal itself,a…
