if your heart is not on my side
We sat grown quiet at the name of love;
We saw the last embers of daylight die,
And in the trembling blue-green of the sky
A moon, worn as if it had been a shell
Washed by time's waters as they rose and fell
About the stars and broke in days and years.
I had a thought for no one's but your ears:
That you were beautiful, and that I strove
To love you in the old high way of love;
That it had all seemed happy, and yet we'd grown
As weary-hearted as that hollow moon.
-Yeats, "Adam's Curse"
For a bit, I'm probably going to be sporadic about updating and answering mail and so on. I'm honestly not yet sure how this will work. It was unexpected.