Thursday, January 5, 2012

A Certain Kind of Sickness

There's a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons,
That oppresses, like the weight
Of cathedral tunes.

Emily Dickinson


TC said...

But had Emily only remembered to don her magic pink-fuschia 3-D specs -- 76 trombones!!

ACravan said...

Beautiful drawing. It's when the sickness/fugue strikes in the morning that there's trouble. So far, so good. As for the afternoons, there's really not much you can do except fortify yourself with tea and hope (I think). Curtis

Susan Kay Anderson said...

Yes, some peppermint oil around the temples. A walk?
Full moon.