ohara-second-avenue

Quips and players, seeming to vend astringency off-hours,
celebrate diced excesses and sardonics, mixing pleasures,
as if proximity were staring at the margin of the plea

Thought:

“In March birds couple, a new birth
Of herbs and flowers breaks through the earth,
But in the grave non stirs his head;
Long is th’impris’ment of the dead.”

Thomas Stanley | “The Leaves Come Again”

INSTAGRAM

BANDCAMP

YOUTUBE