What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.
What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.
“Yet when within my heart I gaze
Upon my fair beyond the waters,
Meseems my soul within me prays
To pass straightway beyond the waters.
Though I be alway banished
From ways and woods that she doth tread,
One thing there is that doth not fade,”
Ezra Pound | “Canzon: The Spear”