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On a Poet's Lips

Silver Miasma, acrylic and silver on paper 48" x 36"

On a Poet's lips I slept
Dreaming like a love-adept
In the sound his breathing kept;
Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses
But feeds on the aerial kisses
Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses.
He will watch from dawn to gloom
The lake-reflected sun illume
The yellow bees i' the ivy-bloom
Nor heed nor see, what things they be;
But from these create he can
Forms more real than living man,
Nurslings of immortality!
One of these awakened me
And I sped to succour thee.
Prometheus Unbound I, Percy Shelley 

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Seth said…
This piece is absolutely stunning.

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