Sunday, September 27, 2009

The Little Prince



I solemnly swore that I would never be the adult who forgot to see the frightening snake digesting the elephant.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Rain


How I loved the
saccharine sight
of the dim lit
world as
the night rains hit
like gentle jazz
and swept sorrows
eternally

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

If thou must love me

If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say,
"I love her for her smile—her look—her way
Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day"—
For these things in themselves, Belovèd, may
Be changed, or change for thee—and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry:
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.

-Elizabeth Barrett Brownin