Preface

"We work in the dark, We do what we can, We give what we have, Our doubt is our passion, And our passion is our task, The rest is the madness of art” ~Henry James

Friday, August 29, 2008

Uncovering Sofia

The mastermind of sorrow
penned entombed upon the heart
the riddle and invention
a play and languid thought
where fools beget their niavety
and wisdom tools the soul
towards the archetype of meaning
while foundation tempts the whole

Can there be in harmony
both union and dismay
where balance yields the keystone
her arch might pave the way
the fool becomes the playwright
and the playwright riddles on
encased within the marrow
of the versed and hapless throng

© Raymond t. Carter 2005