Each day I live in a glass room unless I break it with the thrusting of my senses and pass through the splintered walls to the great landscape.

quote by Mervyn Peake
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Simple, Seldom and Sad

Simple, seldom and sad
We are;
Alone on the Halibut Hills
Afar,
With sweet mad Expressions
Of old
Strangely beautiful
So we're told
By the Creatures that Move
In the sky
And Die
On the night when the Dead Trees
Prance and Cry.

Sensitive, seldom and sad -
Sensitive, seldom and sad -

Simple, seldom and sad
Are we
When we take our path

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poem by Mervyn Peake
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