“So, talking with my first wife, At the dark end of evening, when she leaned And smiled at me, with blue eyes weaving webs Of finest fire, revolving me in scarlet,-- Calling to mind remote and small successions Of countless other evenings ending so,-- I smiled, and met her kiss, and wished her dead”
Quote by Conrad Aiken
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The House of Dust: A Symphony
This book intertwines the complexities of life with the beauty of music, offering a unique perspective on the human condition. more
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