Come on, come on, my coal-black horse.

This is a bit of a public service announcement:

I will no longer be using this blog for posting. I have moved to, confusingly enough, spanishleather over here. I realized that I am not, in fact, cut out for posting only artsy/things I find beautiful, and so I am moving to a more personal style of blogging, along with posting things I find beautiful. I don’t want to delete this journal, as it has many things on it I like, but all new posts will be posted over at the new blog, in case you are still interested in following. I know I will still be following many of you.

Thank you. :]

I saw a man this morning
Who did not wish to die;
I ask, and cannot answer,
if otherwise wish I.

Fair broke the day this morning
Upon the Dardanelles:
The breeze blew soft, the morn’s cheeks
Were cold as cold sea-shells.

But other shells are waiting
Across the Aegean Sea;
Shrapnel and high explosives,
Shells and hells for me.

Oh Hell of ships and cities,
Hell of men like me,
Fatal second Helen,
Why must I follow thee?

Achilles came to Troyland
And I to Chersonese;
He turned from wrath to battle,
And I from three days’ peace.

Was it so hard, Achilles,
So very hard to die?
Thou knowest, and I know not;
So much the happier am I.

I will go back this morning
From Imbros o’er the sea.
Stand in the trench, Achilles,
Flame-capped, and shout for me.

(Source: Wikipedia)