The cry of battle rose high from either side, and the arrows flew from the bowstrings. Many a spear sped from strong hands and fastened in the bodies of many a valiant warrior, while others fell to earth midway, before they could taste of man’s fair flesh and glut themselves with blood.
(The Iliad – Book [...]
Archive for August, 2009
Convergences (in a massacre)
Posted in Pagan Dreams on August 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Dusk
Posted in Uncategorized on August 27, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Let the clocks strike
upon this resting hour
Every Colour You Are (II)
Posted in Uncategorized on August 10, 2009 | 3 Comments »
I touched his hand
Burned like coal
Put pay to the Devil
And saw the mountain fall
Yet Another Example of the Porousness of Certain Borders
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Brighton, David Foster Wallace, Wittgenstein on August 10, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
