There is a solitude of space A solitude of sea A solitude of death, but these Society shall be Compared with that profounder site That polar privacy A soul admitted to itself - Finite infinity. Text b… more →
Huey's Webloghuey wrote 1 year ago: There is a solitude of space A solitude of sea A solitude of death, but these Society shall be Compa … more →
huey wrote 1 year ago: I got interested in the work of Edward Weston when I first heard that his images have been used to i … more →
huey wrote 1 year ago: Absence disembodies – so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superstition helps, as w … more →
huey wrote 1 year ago: The Province of the Saved Should be the Art – To save - Through Skill obtained in Themselves - … more →
huey wrote 1 year ago: Love – is anterior to Life - Posterior – to Death - Initial of Creation, and The Exponen … more →
huey wrote 1 year ago: How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn’t care about Careers A … more →
huey wrote 1 year ago: After great pain, a formal feeling comes - The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs - The stiff Heart … more →
huey wrote 1 year ago: Pain – has an Element of Blank - It cannot recollect When it begun – or if there were A … more →
huey wrote 1 year ago: He fumbles at your Soul As Players at the Keys Before they drop full Music on - He stuns you by degr … more →
huey wrote 1 year ago: I have always been drawn to the poetry of Emily Dickinson. Unfettered by any form of orthodoxy, she … more →