Unfinished

 

Unfinished

 

golden Blue

 

For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd,
And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!
-Lord Byron

See how they run

 

So much for intellectual incentive

 

Saucy window view

 

Six arms in my eyes

 

2010: Second Post

 

Untamoinen still is living,
Unmolested roams the wicked,
Unavenged my father's grievance,
Unavenged my mother's tortures,
Unavenged the wrongs I suffer
- The Kalevala

Night songdweller

 

Thus return at last a victor
To the forest home of Louhi,
To the joy of all her daughters,
To the wood-nymph's happy fireside
-The Kalevala