“Tyger Tyger” [poetography series, part i, william blake ]

Tyger! Tyger! burning brightIn the forests of the night,What immortal hand or eyeCould frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skiesBurnt the fire of thine eyes?On what wings dare he aspire?What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art,Could twist the sinews of thy heart?And when thy heart began Continue reading


September Stroll | Boston Wharf

  Life is sometimes hard. Things go wrong, in life and in love and in business and in friendship and in health and in all the other ways that life can go wrong. And when things get tough, this is what you should do. Make good art. [[Neil Gaiman]]