by Danny Ballan | Nov 14, 2017 | Archive
First,Here is Albrecht Durer’s personification of the melancholic temperament in his most famous print, Melencolia I, shows a gloomy, idle figure who sits under an hourglass, weighed down by her own thoughts and surrounded by the unused tools of creative endeavor and...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 13, 2017 | Archive
William Blake – The Sick RoseO Rose, thou art sick.The invisible wormThat flies in the nightIn the howling stormHas found our thy bedOf crimson joy,And his dark secret loveDoes thy life destroy.What Have We Left You to LiveO Rose thou art sick! O nature thou art...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 13, 2017 | Poetry
What if there were other soulsOn the other side of the black hole?What if our hands reach outand touch their hearts?Could they be blacker?Then when we do look backwill we see our hearts so white?What if they do not believe in what we do?what if individual truth...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 6, 2017 | Poetry
I belong to no countryyou may war against,and tomorrow’s placeI find, for my head,under your military boots,and the roaring thunderof your steel shaking my ground.I belong to no race,where a color mismatchcan take your reason away,and all your eyes can seeis but a...
by Danny Ballan | Sep 11, 2017 | Poetry
If a heart alone would suffice,I have given you all—A world standing on the brinkOf losing its colors,I have given you my red green and blue;What more do I owe you?What missing hue I have not surrenderedGenerously like a rainbowYou ride along beyond the cloudsMy body...
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