On the E at Delphi. (Along with citing modern attempts at interpretation.)
“I fight against the gluttony of time with so many very amusing weapons,–with gestures and with attitudes and with wholly charming phrases; with tears, and with tinsel, and with sugar-coated pills, and with platitudes slightly regilded. Yes, and I fight him also with little mirrors wherein gleam confusedly the corruptions of all lust, and ruddy loyalty, and a bit of moonshine, and the pure diamond of the heart’s desire, and the opal cloudings of human compromise: but, above all, I fight that ravening dotard with the might of my own folly.” —The Way of Ecben
"double helixir"
Father of Lies · life's blood
on the red
rustling carpet
corridors stab starboard
scheme remnants my hymnal
bogus sward · bound for decay
just weary
aware morning
jinx agenda manxome
the mire country chyron
what the storm
richly installed
eyes still dark with irkthwart
"For years after I would wake shrieking."


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