THE HERMIT

Into a carved stony dome
like a smirky evilish gnome
lo! the lonely man bends down
dressed in his frayed gown
over bookwormed scrolls
before which no other bows,
soaking up his mysteries,
gloating in each word he sees,
with veil´d eyes ajar by nights,
no more light than candlelight,
waxing moon yearning delight,
and a grim aloof black might,
which rises him beyond the stars
from his dwelling´s rusty bars
to salaam forgotten gods,
supernal deities whom he nods
in a perennial prostration
of one soul´s lonely damnation
in quest of whatever mind
kinder-faced than mankind.
Therein he is the lone master
of feelings turn´d alabaster
by aeons of mournful delving
into cryptic scrolls unending
which reveal all the unseen
except nature in human being.

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Today I´m going to give you a gift. A dark one. But a precious gift nevertheless. Keep reading.
There are books to be read just once. Most of them aren´t even worthwhile doing so.
Then there are some other -fewer- books you´ll read several times and enjoy.
It´s not the case of “Tidal Purgatory”: surely you´ll read it four or five times at least before you die. Only you won´t enjoy it. Not at all. But you´ll keep on reading it nonetheless, as time... and love go by.
You´ll need to read it, in fact.
When alone again. Then you´ll remember there´s something almost forgotten that can share your loneliness. My book.
“Tidal Purgatory”.
We all want love to last forever. Only you know it was only a daydream. Once again.
That´s why I wrote this book. For all those who, like you, feel anger, sadness, solitude. For all those who mourn for a lost love now. Once. Tomorrow.
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