Ars Longa, Vita brevis
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Out of the dark we came,
into the dark we go.
Like a storm-driven bird at night
we fly out of the Nowhere;
for a moment our wings
are seen in the light of the fire,
and, lo! we are gone again
into the Nowhere.
(H. Rider Haggard)
(art by Mitch Dobrowner)
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