onsdag 7 oktober 2015

A Poem: Palaces, Once Grand

Hereby a poem. It's about decay. I got the inspiration for it after reading Clark Ashton Smith. Personally, I don't believe in decay and destruction. This is just a literary outing into rotting, decaying landscapes.

Decay, decay, rotting decay;
I stumble 'round in rotting decay...

Among laughing gnomes and skulls on poles,
and stagnant pools and Hadean flowers,
and ruins of temples and palaces grand --
I stumble 'round in rotting decay.

Decay, decay, rotting decay,
I stumble 'round in rotting decay.

Counter-Currents: My Notes on Heinlein
Jünger and the Craft of Science Fiction
In Swedish: Översikt över Heinlein
In Swedish: Clark Ashton Smith

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