Endless Wintering by Petricor_Photography

“No, io son nato per l’inverno,
per il grigio e il freddo che mi serra d’intorno
per starmene raccolto a stringere sul cuore la mia fiamma
povera fiamma vacillante.
La bella natura
Che si scalda e vive decisa
Al sole, ai colori più sani,
datrice agli eletti di pensieri ed opere forti,
inesorabile come la vita,
universale piena,
a me (piangete o miei poveri sogni)
dà smarrimento e stanchezza,
a me spegne ogni fiamma, fonte più pura.”

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A Dream within a Dream by Petricor_Photography

“In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed—
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream—that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro’ storm and night,
So trembled from afar—
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth’s day-star?”

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Do not go gentle into that good night… by Petricor_Photography

“Though wise men at their end
know dark is right,
Because their words
had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night. […]”
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