Comments about Will Barber
I'M Cool With That
Come praise the stars, the wind, the rain
That course the earth; come praise the pain
And pleasure that the years bring forth:
Praise every particle of the Universe.
Doubt denials of the flame
Which courses through the hearts of men:
The ones who lose, the ones who win,
Are indistiguishable, in the end.
The wretched and the fortunate
Will join each other in the dark
Those who were wrong, those who were right
Will join each other in the Light.
Light and Dark will alternate
Eternally: this is man's fate.
Come, laugh; come, ...
You Are Like A Ghost
You: you are like a ghost
Fluttering, pensive, in my memory,
Skirting the well-lighted rooms in which I read.
You: you are like a ghost;
I feel you inhabit
Those rooms where I must no longer go.
How events mock one, I am tempted to say.