T.F. Long > Quotes

“From the east pillar, Zima continued the Plath poem, something about an ‘applicant’ and a female ‘image.’ But the fervor of the poem spawned a thing strange and frightening––a phantasmagoric manifestation! I confess, even as a poet, (and perhaps I am but a neophyte) my words are but meager for flaming the imagination required to see––in the mind’s eye––what menaced us from the hills above! It was not a human form that appeared, nothing like––not even a memory of––but rather, it was an amorphous cloud that at first danced and swirled, but at length rounded into a spheroid of darkening rainbows interrupted by ribbons of midnight and speckled with whirling stars––as if the firmament had been summoned, formed into, and then overcast––by what, I insist, is unexplainable. But now this “image” rolled downward with a weight and momentum inexorable. --From Moon and Stone Stories, (The Poetry War).”
― T.F. Long, Moon and Stone: Stories, Poems, Chants, Songs

“Within this little volume find––not a vast sea of words––but only a moonlit stream of story, poetry, chant, and song.”
― T.F. Long, Moon and Stone: Stories, Poems, Chants, Songs