A simple series of questions I find interesting.
One f my favourite poems, The Trial by Existence The light of heaven falls whole and whiteAnd is not shattered into dyes,The light forever is morning light;The hills are verdured pasture-wise;The angle hosts with freshness go,And seek with laughter what to brave;–And binding all is the hushed snowOf the far-distant breaking wave.And from a cliff-topContinue reading “The Trial by Existence”
I posted this (so far) incomplete poem In March of 2012 and I never looked at it again. I wonder if I will ever complete it. I post it here again unedited and needing and end.