5 quotes found
“Behind their dark glass, the mad own nothing.”
“You werewater to medeep and bold and fathoming' - Praise Song For My Mother by Charlotte Mew”
“You weresunrise to merise and warm and streaming.' - Praise Song For My Mother by Charlotte Mew”
“You weremoon's eye to mepull and grained and mantling' - Praise Song For My Mother by Charlotte Mew”
“Now I will burn you back, I will burn you through,Though I am damned for it we two will lieAnd burn, here where the starlings fly”
