Beauty incarnate

What is more beautiful than death?

More magnificent than its cold clammy grip?

More enticing than it sickly sweet scent?

Its smoky breath?

Its hallowed eyes?

Its whisper of a voice, grating upon the edges of your nerve-endings?

What is more absolute than death?

Even in death, my command remains.

Even in death, there is no other…as longed for, sought after

Wanted?

That, which knows no bounds, fears no man, worships no being.

That most awful entity, most lustful desire

Death, Hell the epitome of Hades

What is more beautiful than me?

Gervanna Stephens

(Class of 2012)

Creativity Quotes 2

 

America

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate.
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time's unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.

---Claude McKay

Quote 2

"For poems are not, as people think, simply emotions (one has emotions early enough)—they are experiences."


 —Rainer Maria Rilke

A Dream within A Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow --
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand --
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep -- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream

---Edgar Allan Poe

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

---Robert Frost