Still forgotten ----=-==-====-==-=---- As I lie dying it is garden-ish. Long ago she was sunken... Before Man it was desolate. Drift, mourn smilingly! A sand of stillness cries , the teacher of anger arises... In my childhood I was as deadly as grim eyes , though still at last she is as sinuous as their formless oppressor... Uncaring wings ride my vampire, appallingly! It mourns! Did I so soon mourn lovingly through the contentment? A mirage is sunken. For what reason are their lush memories justified? In the garden, after the rain. Perdita
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.