from "The Coming Of Night"
Emily Dickinson
Now it is night in nest and kennel,
And where was the wood,
Just a dome of abyss is nodding
Into solitude! --
To Delight in Me
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… I can’t do it if I know I’m looking. This is from The Well-Played Game: A
Player’s Philosophy by Bernard De Koven (2013): … I like seeing myself
doing so...
1 hour ago
4 comments:
Wondrously atmospheric arboreal nocturnes, Nin.
Just my cup of Abyss!
The Night Conflagration
How a grey mould creeps o'er the village
Till the houses rot;
And the odd flambeaux lost men carry
Set fire the to the lot!
That's great! I love it.
I love these photos. Nest and kennel. I think I'm going to try out my nest once more before I need to release the kennel-dwellers. Curtis
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