If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. (:

Tuesday 16 June 2009


I will have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love. Love above all. No... not the artful postures of love, not playful and poetical games of love for the amusement of an evening, but love that... over-throws life. Unbiddable, ungovernable - like a riot in the heart, and nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture. Love - like there has never been in a play.