Wednesday, July 31, 2013

SMOKE


In beauty of face no maiden ever equaled her.
It was the radiance of an opium-dream,
an airy and spirit-lifting vision more wildly divine
than fantasies which hovered about the slumbering souls
of the daughters of Delos.

Edgar Allan Poe, Ligeia 
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They sent forth men to battle,
but no such men return;
and home, to claim their welcome,
come ashes in an urn.

Aeschylus, Agamemnon 


Charles Brokaw, The Lucifer Code







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