And what of the dead? They lie without shoes
in the stone boats. They are more like stone
than the sea would be if it stopped. They refuse
to be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone.
The Truth the Dead Know, Anne Sexton
Image by Latyrx.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Wet Moonlight
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2 comments:
Wonderful pic....
that photo is mesmerizing...really lovely
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