Womankind always seems to be able to see a dozen steps into the future, far ahead of what men are able to see. And they have strength where we do not.
Roman PayneStichwörter: women foresight females feminine roman-payne feminity womankind
My Love wakes in a puddle of sunlight.
Her hands asleep beside her.
Her hair draped on the lawn
like a mantle of cloth.
I give her my troth, for our love is whole
I sing her beauty in my soul
Stichwörter: love inspiration beauty sleep sleeping lovers loving eve eden puddle sunlight roman-payne arcadian troth
Wanderess, Wanderess,
weave us a story of seduction and ruse.
Heroic be the Wanderess,
the world be her muse.
Stichwörter: woman women girl heroine female femininity feminine roman-payne the-wanderess
She wakes in a puddle of sunlight.
Her hands asleep beside her.
Her hair draped on the lawn
like a mantle of cloth.
I give her my troth
for our love is whole;
her breath is my wine,
her scent is my soul.
Stichwörter: love woman beauty loving roman-payne
In general I strive for greatness and rational achievement, but I admit to you I’ve a terrible fondness for women, a tendency towards drunkenness, and a weakness for the fumes of the poppy—opium and other miserable beauties.
Roman PayneStichwörter: greatness women sex drugs vice heroin opium roman-payne poppies the-wanderess drunkeness
I likened her to the slender PSYCHÉ and judged that the perfection of her face ennobled everything unclean around her: The dusty hems of her bunched-up skirt, the worn straps of her nightshirt; the blackened soles of her bare feet [...] All this and the pungent air! Ô this night, sweet pungent night! "HÉBÉ" may come but a season. But this girl's season would know a hot spring
and an Indian summer.
Stichwörter: love beauty soul night spring novel perfection spain psyche contrast roman clean dirty hot barcelona payne roman-payne gypsy unclean the-wanderess indian-summer nightshirt wanderess slender saskia bare-feet ennoble gitanas hebe hébé psyché pungent voyeur young-girl
Wherever you go in the next
catastrophé
Be it sickroom, or prison,
or cemet’ry
Do not fear that your stay will be
solit’ry
Countless souls share your fate,
you’ll have company!
Stichwörter: fear optimism friends freedom solitude fate death loneliness prison poem isolation togetherness illness sickness luck trouble roman farewell catastrophes cemetery rhyme optimist camaraderie optimistic roman-payne bad-luck 21st-century wanderess loneliness-quotes rhyming aesthete-press basement-trains french-american ill-fate moderoom stanza
The moment her hymen was plucked from her body in the wilderness,
Her soul was taken from sanity.
Stichwörter: virginity insanity soul sanity sex crazy body erotic nakedness craziness wilderness theft roman stealing sexual naked payne roman-payne hymen
Life is Not a perpetual climb towards Greatness.
For our family, ourselves, and friends,
It is but sad Decay, so,
Let every girl die after her Hebé (Ἥβη).
And every man after his Aristeia(ἀριστεία).
Stichwörter: life friendship girls family death sad heroism decay life-lessons maturity greek greece ancient hero life-philosophy me decline roman heroic payne roman-payne hebe aristeia
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