Tuesday, May 21, 2019
She Was Not Quite What You Would Call Unrefined
A tale of love. And love lost. Coming to Smashwords and Amazon this Memorial Day weekend!
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
Romeo. Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene One, 1599
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
William Butler Yeats, The Second Coming, 1919