Volume I · 6 poems
Still, thou seekest.
Choose a poem, and read it with its painting.
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Prologue
Still Thou Seekest
A man is split, yea, split within himself.
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1
English Rose
There is a woman I have never met who lives in me.
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2
The Endless Search
He searches not for things, but for the end of searching.
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3
Hope
No more in the garden of my heart will the morning smile.
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4
Heart of Stone
No wound may enter thee, but neither the dawn.
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5
What Does a Man Have?
the quiet misery of an unlived life.