Monet, 'Seascape'

The contents of consciousness contend in me And collide to form what’s “I” to me. What’s more, down beneath all the bitter clash, I know naught at all but in a briefest flash That is no more than a moment forgotten – Till I sense what’s in me by it begotten. Featured image: ‘Seascape,’ by …

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I cannot keep my sentiment and be by reason bound when all around me is such torment, and silence I can’t its sound. A side of me perceives such beauties and hides from the horror; the other sees naught but sadness and misses all the laughter. Unite in me the brave that bears the world’s …

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