Monthly Archives: January 1972
Ichor
Ichor, that which flows through the veins
Of the Blessed Divinities,
Swirls not within my blood I say,
Shunning extra-human affinities.
I say, I swear, by the River of Oaths, Styx,
Never shall my blood with that of the gods mix.
And I who have said it,
As the flowering shrub,
I do naturally immortality snub.
– Robert Sandberg
Quotable
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
— , Virtue (1-4)
The bridle of the earth and sky:
The dew shall weep thy fall tonight;
For thou must die.
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