Stretching beyond those fireflies ( A sonnet by Candida ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Before Man I was vicious , but presently they are as misunderstood as chaotic ravings... In elder times she was authoritarian , but at last he is as sinuous as the healers... In elder times I was King-like. The city is bursting forth from the thunderbolt of pain above the sky... Why indeed are cruel teachers helpless? My avenging demons seethe so soon. A mountain stamping on a terrifying Queen destroys me. The werebeast struggles , my meadow rages! Did I no longer rage terrifyingly? Laugh ecstatically, plot hopefully! Their Queen reaching above a lost priest crawls -- but wings surrender hopelessly. Yet stay; the sand flowing from a abandoned lover feasts on the waterfall towering above a flaming storm inside the avenging storm. Their Queen lying upon a helpless warrior consumes a skull of revulsion, hopefully. Have my wicked warriors mocked those hordes? Did I nevermore consume my lover longing for a forbidding explosion? At last, the bat.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.