Poetry, music, space pictures, art (mostly comics), and other stuff. Hello, I'm Ryan. Sometimes I like to pretend that I'm a deep and interesting person.
Dec 2 '12
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“An Eternity” - Archibald MacLeish
There is no dusk to be,
There is no dawn that was,
Only there’s now, and now,
And the wind in the grass.
Days I remember of
Now in my heart, are now;
Days that I dream will bloom
White peach bough.
Dying shall never be
Now in the windy grass;
Now under shooken leaves
Death never was.
