Sunday, November 15, 2009
Sunday
Who calls her two-faced? Faces, she has three:
The first inscrutable, for the outer world
The second, shrouded in self-contemplation;
The third, her face of love
Once for an endless moment turned on me.
=Robert Graves, The Three-Faced=
The first inscrutable, for the outer world
The second, shrouded in self-contemplation;
The third, her face of love
Once for an endless moment turned on me.
=Robert Graves, The Three-Faced=
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