the moon
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Beneath the Thorned Archway
Beneath the thorned archway, where the nightshade growsAnd bone-white roses cradle skulls in rowsShe waits where the moon drips red on stoneThe blood-born bloom where the curse has grown The garden breathes with sighs of ashEach vine a twitching, verdant… Continue reading
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The Moon Spirit by Madison Julius Cawein
One night I lingered in the woodAnd saw a spirit-form that stoodAmong the wildflowers. Like the dewIt twinkled; partly wind and scent;Then down a moonbeam there it blew,And like a gleam of water went.Or was it but a dream that… Continue reading
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The Sadness Of The Moon by Charles Baudelaire
The Moon more indolently dreams to-nightThan a fair woman on her couch at rest,Caressing, with a hand distraught and light,Before she sleeps, the contour of her breast. Upon her silken avalanche of down,Dying she breathes a long and swooning sigh;And… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 