...there's nothing more lovely than your lamplight, seen from a dark street...
John Geddes...you found me in my lonely labyrinth and like Beatrice, led me out of my own hell...
John GeddesTags: love hell dante beatrice labryrinth
...telling doesn't help me - it helps you. As Wilde says, It is the confession, not the priest, that gives absolution...
John GeddesTags: wilde confession absolution priest
I send my words to you over the ether net like a message in a bottle...
John GeddesTags: love message-in-a-bottle
...you merely look at me and I want to confess, but don't - I've buried my heart under the floor boards, but you always dig it up...
John GeddesTags: heart confession buried-secrets
...I love Shakespeare, but sometimes....his images - If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head....
John GeddesTags: shakespeare images
...yes I understand your spells—your sex magic—at least, I know this: all lights dim when you walk in...
John GeddesTags: love magic spells lights sex-magick
...a bard's down-to-earth love: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red and when she walks, treads on the ground...
John Geddes...a writer without authority? Impossible. as Kenneth Burke says, creation implies authority in the sense of originator....
John GeddesTags: writers authority writing-advice kenneth-burke
...we see this tendency to throw off restraints in life, in art - it's an inglorious gesture of thumbing the nose - it makes me laugh...
John GeddesTags: art free-spirited restraints
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