These are the Clouds

by **Elvis** » Fri Jun 30, 2017 4:04 pm

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by **Elvis** » Fri Jun 30, 2017 4:13 pm

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by **Elvis** » Fri Jun 30, 2017 8:17 pm

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by **Elvis** » Fri Jun 30, 2017 8:21 pm

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by **Cordelia** » Sat Jul 01, 2017 1:26 pm

When I Too Long Have Looked Upon Your Face

WHEN I too long have looked upon your face,
Wherein for me a brightness unobscured
Save by the mists of brightness has its place,
And terrible beauty not to be endured,
I turn away reluctant from your light,
And stand irresolute, a mind undone,
A silly, dazzled thing deprived of sight
From having looked too long upon the sun.
Then is my daily life a narrow room
In which a little while, uncertainly,
Surrounded by impenetrable gloom,
Among familiar things grown strange to me
Making my way, I pause, and feel, and hark,
Till I become accustomed to the dark.

~ Edna St. Vincent Millay ~