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Monthly Archives: May 2017
Of Clocks and Faces
There are clocks older than time, that would show us how little of it there is left to spend, were we only capable of deciphering their numerals we might hasten more linger less decide sooner hesitate only when we are … Continue reading
Posted in Allegory, Contemporary Society, Dystopia, Ennui, Existential, Homage to Borges, Horror, Identity, Magic Realism
Tagged Ennui, Existential, Homage to Borges, Horror, Identity, Poetry Noir
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The Library at Alexandria
What words were they that were lost amid intolerance’s rage? Whose verses,knowledge,wisdom were swept into oblivion by the fires’ wrath? A pyre stacked with a million scrolls the deeds and glories of Ages past gone into the long forgetting; and … Continue reading
Posted in Allegory, Culture, Dystopia, Existential, History Poem, Horror, Identity
Tagged Dystopia, Existential, Horror, Identity, Memory, Philosophy
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Absence of Words
Where are they? where are those words that should have been here…. and…. here…. and here, all arranged in neat, ordered lines? Where are they? those absentees who’ve neglected their solemn duty and have absconded into obscurity: Meaning like wheat … Continue reading
Posted in Allegory, Contemporary Society, Dystopia, Ennui, Existential, Identity, Writing
Tagged contemporary society, Dystopia, Ennui, Existential, Identity, Writing
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