"The glacier knocks in the cupboard, The desert sighs in the bed, And the crack in the teacup opens A lane to the land of the dead."

-W.H. Auden

Tuesday, November 30, 2021

Blink

It's darkest November now, and the signal blinks through the early night. It's faint and faltering at times, but persistent. It still shines. 

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