Tag: Iris
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Medica Laeta
Pour, life, your emerald vial,Sift within all the pill-drops, thenHold men ten, and ten for trialAnd see which one wakes up again.On darkened night, eyes lay their lidsAnd in dreams let the fevered rest.Medica laeta by me bidsAnd I in loft her conscience test.In rabid claw, syringe impartsTo strains of lead the end of days.Not…
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To An Iris: A Sonnet.
Quanto minus spei est tanto magis amo. Terence (Eunuchus, I. 1053) Iris, your vague quality draws me near,Thus, Scrutiny calls from the sun-kissed patchAnd finds in you, at least at last, what’s dear,Which, though armed with blades of sight, fails the catch.Iris, none are surprised that your allureHeld me taut, and with mechanical grasp.Suppose then…
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The Touch of the Physician.
ἡμῖν δὲ ἀποδεικτέον αὖ τοὐναντίον, ὡς ἐπ᾽ εὐτυχίᾳ τῇ μεγίστῃ παρὰ θεῶν ἡ τοιαύτη μανία δίδοται. Plato (Phaedrus) The wand of balance tips the scaleWhere man is wont to walk between.Eudemian norms may guide the ailAnd rest us all in pastures green.The mount is hard when low we scale,Yet will those meek in laughter loath.The…
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In Remembrance.
Memories have becomeMy enemy,As I wander, lame,In the greying fields.And though the sight of tulips I endured,Straight a pace, I kept,Lost in the gardens.Where I was found,Another man was thereGazing at the crowd: Of myself,Thousands.Each of themTaking their chances alone;Each in his own separate affairs.The white lily budsBloomAcrid flowers.Where onceJoy I found in the encounters,I…
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A proposal, a farewell letter, and a commentary on courting.
Introduction: As I was digging through my laptop for previous articles I’ve written in the last five years, I found two letters that I’ve kept as a token of an experience that I have learned a lot from. In November last year, something so magical happened to me. I fell in love with a woman.…
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