The ferris wheel was lit tonight and in the Melbourne sky it sparkled bright like cellophane; the stars hid in reply. The moon no longer blazed, fire-red, for rain had quenched the ground, and stillness sat with dancing light in quaint, harmonious sound. Why night mustContinue reading “Colour and Quiet”
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Lunar
The moon today was wrapped in gauze this morning and tonight, a bulb of bright within a screen of hazy, muted light; and as I set out in the dark and came back as I came, the clouds and moon had changed their sides yet whispered just the same: Continue reading “Lunar”
The Consolations of Writing 