“where is the halo
that should glow 'round your face
and where are the wings that
should grow from your shoulder blades?”

“In the long, sleepless watches of the night,
A gentle face — the face of one long dead —
Looks at me from the wall, where round its head
The night-lamp casts a halo of pale light.”

“The blankets had fallen off and I stared down at her white back, the shoulder blades sticking out as if they wanted to grow into wings, poke through that skin. Little blades. She was helpless.”

“You should hammer your iron when it is glowing hot.”

“Look round and round the man you recommend,
For yours will be the shame should he offend.”
Qualem commendes, etiam atque etiam aspice, ne mox incutiant aliena tibi peccata pudorem.

“Rise and demand; you are a burning flame.
You are sure to conquer there where the final horizon
Becomes a drop of blood, a drop of life,
Where you will carry the universe on your shoulders,
Where the universe will bear your hope.”

“And Love is like the lightning in its might,
Winging where least bethought its fiery flight,
Melting the blade, despite the scabbard's guard.”

“my kingdom for a kiss upon your shoulder"
lover you should have come over-”

“Death makes angels of us all
and gives us wings
where we had shoulders
smooth as raven's
claws”

“Where there's no stop and go
a thought may wet your face,
a breath arrest your stare.”