A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
| The ghosts of Hemingway and Poe abide here and cavort with folks like Bonnie and Clyde here. Habitat for adventurous spirits, Huckleberry Finn meets Sally Ride here. Across the ages, tongues of many scholars speak their piece and become amplified here. Their voices echo down fertile valleys from the mountain of books sanctified here. Insatiable curiosities try to have their inquiries satisfied here. History, opinion, and fantasy are washed in the literary tide here. Fantasy writers take eager readers along for a remarkable ride here. These stacks of books form a mystic labyrinth, which will lead you to the truth inside here. Among the congregating kindred souls, Granddaddy met his lovely bride here. Notes on the Ghazal form of poetry ▶︎ |