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Now the Moon
madamearadia posted a photo:
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep
Of doves in silver feathered sleep
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream.
-Walter de la Mare, "Silver"
3/4/2010
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Deprived
madamearadia posted a photo:
If only I could touch with these hands, speak with this mouth, and love with this heart which you have stolen.
2/25/2010
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Snow Ivy
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Paperwhites
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In the Broken Places
madamearadia posted a photo:
The storm is wild enough for sailing
The bridge is weak enough to cross
This body frail enough for fighting
I'm home enough to know I'm lost...
Home enough to know I'm lost...
-Jars of Clay "Faith Enough"
4/13/2007
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