The dead of midnight is the noon of thought.
~ Anna Letitia Barbauld ~ English poet 1743-1825
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posted by xola at 8/13/2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
The dead of midnight is the noon of thought.
~ Anna Letitia Barbauld ~ English poet 1743-1825
~
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A moon with clouds, always a striking image... just so happens this lunar-related poem started off this week's Rob Brezsny Free Will Astrology column:
All night I could not sleep
Because of the moonlight on my bed.
I kept on hearing a voice calling:
Out of Nowhere, Nothing answered "yes."
- Zi Ye, translated by Arthur Waley, *A Hundred and Seventy Chinese Poems*
- Mako
that is a beautiful line to go with this image. well done.
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