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söndag 13 februari 2011

La fuite de la lune

      To outer senses there is peace,
      A dreamy peace on either hand,
      Deep silence in the shadowy land,
      Deep silence where the shadows cease.
      Save for a cry that echoes shrill
      From some lone bird disconsolate;
      A corncrake calling to its mate;
      The answer from the misty hill.
      And suddenly the moon withdraws
      Her sickle from the lightening skies,
      And to her sombre cavern flies,
      Wrapped in a veil of yellow gauze.
Oscar Wilde

Happy Valentine's Day!


3 kommentarer:

Judy sa...

Beautiful!: both the poem and the hibiscus!
Tell me: how did you get turned on to Oscar Wilde?


Eva Hagbjärn sa...

Vackert men lite för "djupt" för min smak =/

Happy Valentine till dig med!

Kram Mamsen

Anna sa...

Well, that Oscar man has kind of sneaked his way into my life bit by bit ;) He just seem to have been such an interesting person whom (if he'd been alive today of course) I very much had wished to know. The more I learn about his life, the more I appreciate his writing.

Kram to you and Mamsen!