Justin Ehrlich was born in Essex in 1985 and has a degree in Philosophy. He writes poetry and short fiction dealing with themes of death, insanity and the supernatural.
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- The Literary Gothic
- The Victorian Web: An Overview
- The Art of Andy Paciorek
- The Paul Rumsey Homepage
- art of the beautiful-grotesque - Home
- themystic's posterous - Art of the Mystic Otto Rapp
- Home page for Russian symbolist painter Denis Forkas Kostromitin
- The Hermetic Library at Hermetic.com
- Julian Jaynes Society | Exploring Consciousness and the Bicameral Mind Theory Since 1997
- Synesthesia Garden - a weird art + style blog |
- The Official Website of Laurie Lipton
- DNAche
Emily Dickinson 1830 - 1886
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.Or rather, he passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown,
My tippet only tulle.We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity.
