If at times my eyes are lenses through which the brain explores constellations of feeling my ears yielding like swinging doors admit princes to the corridors into the mind, do not envy me. I have a beast on my back. — Gavin Douglas Copy Share Image
If at times my eyes are lenses through which the brain explores constellations of feeling my ears yielding like swinging doors admit princes to… — Gavin Douglas Copy Share Image
And all my endeavours are unlucky explorers come back, abandoning the expedition; the specimens, the lilies of ambition still spring in their climate, still… — Gavin Douglas Copy Share Image
