Search ameliajune's booksRandom books from ameliajune's libraryHis Dark Materials Trilogy (The Golden Compass; The Subtle Knife; The Amber Spyglass) by Philip Pullman Arthur Spiderwick's Field Guide to the Fantastical World Around You (Spiderwick Chronicles) by Holly Black Blaze: A Novel by Richard Bachman You're Not Fooling Anyone When You Take Your Laptop to a Coffee Shop: Scalzi on Writing by John Scalzi Succubus Blues (The Georgina Kincaid Series, Book 1) by Richelle Mead Promethea (Book 2) by Alan Moore She's Not There: A Life in Two Genders by Jennifer Finney Boylan Members with ameliajune's booksMember connectionsFriends: catinthesun, elisa.rolle, herebedragons, ianmcorvidae, MeganHart, theoldman RSS feeds
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Member: ameliajuneCollectionsYour library (86) Reviews4 reviews Tags2008 (26), fantasy (26), erotica (21), spirituality (12), young adult (9), horror (8), graphic novel (8), bdsm (6), science fiction (6), children's (6) — see all tags Cloudstag cloud, author cloud, tag mirror About meI'm an erotic fiction author who needs a way to keep track of what she reads! About my libraryThese are books I've read or written (which, in theory, means I've read them...) GroupsNone Homepagehttp://www.ameliajune.net Also onLiveJournal, MySpace, NaNo Real nameAmelia Locationdesert, AZ Emailameliajune Favorite authorsNot set Account typepublic, free URLs
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'Twas noontide of summer,
And mid-time of night;
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, thro' the light
Of the brighter, cold moon,
'Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile
On her cold smile;
Too cold- too cold for me-
There pass'd, as a shroud,
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee,
Proud Evening Star,
In thy glory afar,
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heaven at night,
And more I admire
Thy distant fire,
Than that colder, lowly light.
...Edgar Allen Poe
posted by theoldman at 12:17 pm (EST) on Mar 5, 2009