Sliver Tetradrachm with head of Alexander the Great (316-310 BCE). In this coin, Alexander wears an elephant-skin headdress, alluding to his conquest of the East. The Macedonian king ruled Babylon from 331 BCE until his death in that same city in 323 BCE. Boston Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, MA.
Photo by Babylon Chronicle
What is divinity if it can come
Only in silent shadows and in dreams?
Shall she not find in comforts of the sun,
In pungent fruit and bright, green wings, or else
In any balm or beauty of the earth,
Things to be cherished like the thought of heaven?
Divinity must live within herself:
Passions of rain, or moods in falling snow;
Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued
Elations when the forest blooms; gusty
Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights;
All pleasures and all pains, remembering
The bough of summer and the winter branch,
These are the measures destined for her soul.
Greetings, Tumblr. I have an advanced review copy of The Dream Thieves to give away.
Reblog this cover and I shall pick a random winner from the reblogs at 9:30 pm EST tonight (June 5). (it’s international).
ETA: Yes, reblog BY 9:30 p.m., not AT 9:30 p.m. (thank you, asker).
ETA Further: I think I shall give away two of them to Tumblr people, actually.
I am in the middle of it: chaos and poetry; poetry and love and again, complete chaos. Pain, disorder, occasional clarity; and at the bottom of it all: only love; poetry. Sheer enchantment, fear, humiliation. It all comes with love.