<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368805" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hell</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">R. B. VAUGHN speaks: </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>“After so many years of pursuing the ideal <br>I came home. But I had caught sight of it. <br>You see it sometimes in the blue-silver wake <br>Of island schooners, bound for Anegada, say. <br>And it takes other forms. I saw it flickering once <br>In torches by the railroad tracks in Medellín. <br>When I was very young I thought that love would come <br>And seize and take me south and I would see the rose; <br>And that all ambiguities we knew would merge <br>Like orchids on a word. Say this: <br>I sought the immortal word.” <br>So saying he went on <br>To join those who preceded him; <br>and there were those that followed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Donald+Justice">Donald Justice</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368805" data-title="Hell de Donald Justice" data-description="R. B. VAUGHN speaks: “After so many years of pursuing the ideal I came home. But I had caught sight of it. You see it sometimes in the blue-silver wake Of island schooners, bound for Anegada, say. And it takes other forms. I saw it flicke..."></div> </div> </div>

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