The Mind's Furthest DepthsA Poem by Jeremiah CookIn the mind's furthest depths, preserved from all vain delight, order and solitude in all glorious might. Banished, the sensual gaze, starved, the greedy eye. Let no one ever doubt, under this our only sky, what folly keeps from man, till the day he let it die. © 2019 Jeremiah Cook |
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