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Book of Days: Volume I
January February March April
May June July August
September October November December
 
January Days
 
1 Baby New Year
2 video: 'Stupid' by Sarah McLachlan
3 video: 'Train' by Goldfrapp
4 The art of Drew Struzan
5 Gore legend Herschell Gordon Lewis
6 video: Pink Floyd's Astronomy Domine
7 The Monk - Lust, Murder and Blasphemy
8 The Iron Maiden of Nuremburg
9 video: Led Zeppelin's Kashmir
10 The Northanger Horrid Novels
11 The Castle of Wolfenbach
12 Clermont - A Northanger Horrid Novel
13 The Mystery of the Black Tower
14 The Forest of Valancourt
15 The Mysteries of Udolpho
16 In Maremma - Early Gothic by Ouida
17 video: 'Nymphetamine' by Cradle of Filth
18 'Everything's Wonderful' by Abby Travis
19 Ascending Descending by M.C. Escher
20 Procession in Crypt by M.C. Escher
21 Dream Mantis (Religiosa) by M.C. Escher
22 Encounter, art by M.C. Escher
23 short film: Man Without Eyes
24 scenes from Eyes Without a Face
25 video: Genesis: Second Home by the Sea
26 On A Dead Child by Richard Middleton
27 The Ghoul Queen by Brom
28 Ghoul Queen by Frank Frazetta
29 video: Peter Gabriel's Shock the Monkey
30 Priestess of Delphi by John Collier
31 Siren and the Fisherman by Leighton
 
 
January 26
 
ON A DEAD CHILD by Richard Barham Middleton

Man proposes, God in His time disposes,
And so I wander'd up to where you lay,
A little rose among the little roses,
And no more dead than they.

It seemed your childish feet were tired of straying,
You did not greet me from your flower-strewn bed,
Yet still I knew that you were only playing --
Playing at being dead.

I might have thought that you were really sleeping,
So quiet lay your eyelids to the sky,
So still your hair, but surely you were peeping;
And so I did not cry.

God knows, and in His proper time disposes,
And so I smiled and gently called your name,
Added my rose to your sweet heap of roses,
And left you to your game.

Richard Barham Middleton was born on the 28th of October, 1882, in Middlesex, England.

During his short life, he earned a lasting place in the treasury of the worlds literature as an outstanding poet and writer of ghost stories, such as The Ghost Ship, On the Brighton Road and The Wrong Turning.

Following his education he found employment as a bank clerk, a career path that ill-suited his bohemian inclinations. Away from the unhappy, stifling atmosphere of his work, he devoted himself to writing, and associated with other writers, artists and eccentrics.

He was fond of inventing fantasies, and once playfully claimed to have been descended from a rogue pirate.

 
He wrote, "I have an ancestor, so runs the dearest of my family traditions, who was hanged as a pirate at Port Royal. How much of that priceless piratical blood the centuries may have transmitted to me, I do not know..."

Middleton took his own life at the age of 29. His work was published posthumously in the next year. Before his suicide, he wrote the following farewell to friends and family:

"... I'm going adventuring again, and thanks to you I shall have some pleasant memories in my knapsack. As for the many bitter ones, perhaps they will not weigh so heavy now as they did before. 'A broken and a contrite heart, oh Lord, thou shalt not despise'"
 
 
 
           
 
 
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