“
The splendors of the firmament of time
May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not;
Like stars to their appointed height they climb
And death is a low mist which cannot blot
The brightness it may veil.
”
― The Major Works
― The Major Works
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The Maker or The Clay — An Arrow in the Void
by Stewart Stafford
A flatline sermon on cardiac arrhythmia,
Pulsing tone-beings, evolving past instinct.
A Tower of Babel of elevated thought
Or foundational hubris of divine architecture?
The sole creature knowingly stalked by time —
A trap witnessed, endured, then subverted,
Painfully lucid throughout the procedure,
To cast off the sentient, earthly millstone.
Jousting with transience via lanced invention,
Only what is conceived survives as lega
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