/lit/ - Literature

How would you feel if you received this? dont worry, ive already put off sending it for months and now the intendee is from my ability to send it to. safe to say your eyes are the only to see it ever again. i think its pretty good.

A very pretty girl, whose curls are gold
like chaff of Autumn's ears of corn, her ears
are tucked away behind those shades of gold
Her eyes are like the Summry skies of blue
those fields untouched by stain of greying clouds
Her brows are shaped like perfect honey combs,
natures face finds a blushing pace with such
beauty as richest mineral stones, her lashes
are fleet like ashes heat, agust with fervor
a nervous, soundless purr resounding off
the peaks of lashes volcanic ash, down to
the valleys of dip of eyes retreat, then up
to seat itself 'pon wealth of tightest nose,
a dollop of a doe - pure innocence - no wrath
could spill from frill of most elegant a garb
her hands are doll-like and too pure to touch
those porcelain nails accentuate her pale,
that fleshen dress of whiteness more than snow,
her gentle sloping cape, ivory bedraped,
upon her shoudlers, light and full of life,
her breathing bosom appears alight, in sight
so radiant, pure, and bright; dispells the night
with waning levels of light, descending with
the clever crest, the rising sun of day,
ascends with trough of trickling melt of snow,
those legs of lingering length do trick the time,
for clocks do tick in double-time when thine doth shine
her feet are those of graceful serpents slide
whose envy they deny, whilst slipping aside,
those quick, elusive feet, alike the elves
of wooden homes, whose steps are drowned by breath
of winds of quietest hiss, whistling through leaves
of slender trees, her ankles are graceful too,
those silvery cog-devices are oiled like mices
whose quiet murmurings ring like muffled water
The greatest beauty yet is in her soul
that nebulous net that kneads the heart and feeds
a hungering dog within, that hunts forever
in search of one whose beauty far exceeds
the common type, one whose favour is truth
and not deceit, whose beauty is not vain,
but one finds searching endlessly in vein,
and yielding naught but pain and endless rain,
an endless reign of heat to ill retreat,
an endless fall, but bearable through it all
with sight of one of beauty within ones sight

>>16293935
You are a snobbish elitist, yes.

I wouldn’t paste that tired pill meme on it, but I have applied philosophy as an art of living.
You know where my heart lies.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hBWDIzHldPg

I'm going to mail some books to my QT foreign ESL cousin. She said she likes Cien Años de Soledad and Greek mythology. What should I send her?
I was thinking of sending her my copy of Virginia Woolf's shorter fictions. Woolf's short stories are beautiful and hopefully not too complicated for an ESL. I have Wuthering Heights on my to-read list which I may send if it isn't too complicated for an ESL.
On my spanish to-read list I have Borges, Quiroga, Puig, Casares, Neruda and La Divina Comedia which I may send her when I'm finished.

>>14177238
if your going to do this at least have the courtesy to leave the artists name, or even the pieces name, somewhere. In the file name or in the post. I hate when I can't find a nice painting.