Torture of art


“The heart asks pleasure – first,

And then excuse from pain.
And then those little anodynes
That deaden suffering.

And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.”

(E. Dickinson no title from Poems from Emily Dickinson)
Antwerpen (B)

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