fragments, 1/10/03
Jan. 11th, 2003 12:01 am12:33 a.m.
The material world works;
the immaterial world rests.
4:12 p.m.
Music lives in its own dimension.
Poetry is its parallel reality.
Poetry is sound made flesh.
The material world works;
the immaterial world rests.
4:12 p.m.
Music lives in its own dimension.
Poetry is its parallel reality.
Poetry is sound made flesh.