PoetryThe City of Hope (Moscow) Beyond the plains where mighty rivers flow The City of my Hope lies eastward… By Rosa Newmarch
ProseFlood of Emotion It was still thundering in the distance; a soft rain was pouring down over the… By Goethe
PoetryI’ll Go On… Extinguish my eyes, I’ll go on seeing you. Seal my ears, I’ll go on hearing… By Rainer Maria Rilke
ProseUnattainable Happiness Distance, my friend, is like the future. A dim vastness is spread before our soul;… By Goethe
Prose/ReligionThe Beloved Once when I was shedding bitter tears, when, dissolved in pain, my hope was melting… By Novalis
ProseMy Soul and Thought How barren is my soul and thought, and yet incessantly tormented by vacuous, rapturous and… By Søren Kierkegaard
ReligionI Came To Love You Too Late I came to love you too late, Oh Beauty, so ancient and so new. Yes,… By St. Augustine