Bosca Dubh
mostly shadows and linesThe filling places
Soft as a shadow on fur
The filling places
Where his footsteps were;
Lost without shape or grime
His path through the level spaces.
How can we certainly know
If this is time
Falling, or snow?White Darkness, Virginia Hamilton Adair
Four selections:
- … not that far? from XoverIP
- Parisian Cotton Candy from rion.nu
- Canada Geese Overhead from A Walk Through Durham County
- Shooting Star from polom.org
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March 12th, 2007 at 7:11 am
Beautiful composition and tones !