
“For my part, I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.” – Vincent Van Gogh
Continue reading“For my part, I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.” – Vincent Van Gogh
Continue readingDying star, burning red
Bringing on a nameless dread
Falling fast from the sky
Tonight, we say last goodbyes
“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” – Sarah Williams
Continue reading“When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don’t seem to matter very much, do they?” ― Virginia Woolf
Continue readingBask in nighttime blues
stars dot the sky like flecks of white paint
Mothers moan for lost children –
we want rhythm, but not the blues
the aqua blue of deep seas
the blackened blue of bruised eyes
the blues guitar of the Mississippi Delta
the crystal blue eyes of your lover –
sing the blues, young one
sing ‘em while draped in a blue dress
drowning in muddy waters.
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