An Inhabitant Of Carcosa (1886)

For there be divers sorts of death -- some wherein the body remaineth; and in some it vanisheth quite away with the spirit. This commonly occurreth only in solitude (such is God's will) and, none seeing the end, we say the man is lost, or gone on a long journey -- which indeed he hath;… Continue reading An Inhabitant Of Carcosa (1886)

Cassilda’s Song (1895)

Along the shore the cloud waves break, The twin suns sink behind the lake, The shadows lengthen In Carcosa. Strange Is the night where black stars rise, And strange moons circle through the skies, But stranger still Is Lost Carcosa. Songs that the Hyades shall sing, Where flap the tatters of the King, Must die… Continue reading Cassilda’s Song (1895)