tumblr_pz36dpAkQe1qb7rfwo1 (This poem was written in 1932, by Mary Elizabeth Frye. Though she had never written anything before then, she was inspired when a Jewish friend of hers who had fled the German occupation lamented that she couldn’t go back home to visit her mother’s grave.  Though she went on to write other poems, Frye…

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His Voice

southerndragontamer: melissatreglia: melissatreglia: Speak to me of the darkness Hiding what can’t see day Laugh at those ignorant Of how you get your way I don’t claim to understand The meaning of all you say But I listen on, nonetheless Letting your words take me away The ringing hides from us What words cannot express…

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His Voice

southerndragontamer: melissatreglia: melissatreglia: Speak to me of the darkness Hiding what can’t see day Laugh at those ignorant Of how you get your way I don’t claim to understand The meaning of all you say But I listen on, nonetheless Letting your words take me away The ringing hides from us What words cannot express…

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His Voice

southerndragontamer: melissatreglia: melissatreglia: Speak to me of the darkness Hiding what can’t see day Laugh at those ignorant Of how you get your way I don’t claim to understand The meaning of all you say But I listen on, nonetheless Letting your words take me away The ringing hides from us What words cannot express…

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tumblr_oxroxrAb6H1tns44wo1 ellynore-moonwood: This is a poem reading based on this post by @the-asexual-reaper. You can read along below as you listen if you wish. I hope you all enjoy!  P.S. This is also a late night post, but I don’t care. Shut up and be cultured, damn it! XD Keep reading

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