Gather rosebuds while ye may
For midnight leans upon the day.
And then is swallowed by the gloom,
All before the waxing moon.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Followers
Blog Archive
-
▼
2010
(55)
-
▼
February
(42)
- The Quiet City
- A Witness to an Execution
- I Nod My Head to the Marriage of True Minds
- A Fable
- A Bullet in the Head
- Morphinamine
- Lovers on a Moor
- Moose Meat Stew
- Poemes d'Apertif
- Introduction
- In the Morning
- The Body Electric
- Notes on Invisibility
- Awaken!
- The Encyclopedian
- His Painted Gaze
- Your Heart is just a Muscle
- The Last of the Centaurs
- Staring at Walls
- The Emerald
- The Spider by the Concrete Steps
- The Execution of George Danton
- The Ghosts in Amalfi
- The Golden Birthday
- The Novelist
- The Return of the Godhead
- A Crime of Passion
- To Rise
- Upon the Atoll
- Victory of the Older Gods
- 1968
- Where the Pelicans Fly
- Yukio Rising
- Youth
- The Stone Died in the Sea
- A Leading Man
- Affair With an Unnamed Woman
- A Man for All Seasons
- Secrets
- What is it?
- The Goddess of the Creek
- None of Our Concern
-
▼
February
(42)
No comments:
Post a Comment