Gothicized, Glamourized, Mythologized: The Funeral of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Gothic Keats Press
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Gothicized, Glamourized, Mythologized: The Funeral of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Gothic Keats Press
A beautiful poem by Mary Oliver. The last line is 🔥
When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse
to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox;
when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,
I want to step through the... See more
We shine with brightness. And I who am here dissembled Proffer my deeds to oblivion, and my love To the posterity of the desert and the fruit of the gourd.