You know, I wasn’t going to post today, but I figure I can add a few quickies. Check out vociferation‘s new John Donne tattoo — oh, and it’s a matching tattoo; check her gallery for those pictures…
If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two;
Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th other do.
And though it in the centre sit,
Yet when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.
Such wilt thou be to me, who must
Like th other foot, obliquely run;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end, where I begun.