The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible. ~Vladimir Nabakov

Friday, September 5, 2008


Like a magician of supreme illusions

Crafting great puzzles and delusions

As off-springs age and begin to mature
Great changes within them they endure

Dweller of the elements earthly affair

Residing in the realms, water and air

Summoning balance beyond even death

Its rising spirit accelerates like stealth

Wings of glass and trim, the tail is long

Dragon extinct in the dragonfly among

Skimming the lakes with an endless glide

Bearer of the will a total empire pride

Breathing no fire this dragon of glory

Composing aerodynamics of the unwary

With poise living along with mankind

Granting wishes to those it will find

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