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Hell in a horn of sulphur and the cloven myth, All heaven in a midnight of the sun, a serpent fiddled in the shaping-time. Dylan Thomas from his poem Incarnate Devil

shadowed, spooky trees with branches like jagged lightning, morning fog - from last year

as soon as dawn one star then suddenly none then blue then pale and the whole apparition only ever known backwards already too late now almost gone Alice Oswald Falling Awake

blue hour - small lake framed by trees - from last year

Oh,Keats🥹💓 “I almost wish we were butterflies and livd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain." MigishiKōtarō Butterflies Crossing the Ocean,1934 oil on canvas

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