Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
- Yeats
- Yeats
Michiko Dead is a very good poem. Pretty haunting, but also I find that I like it a lot.
Also, I like Let Evening Come.
And in conclusion, I had better go to bed. Because apparently I'm going to have to cope with a whole new schedule again tomorrow.
and also this one makes me chuckle.
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