Crevice Weeds

Writings—«waifs of many a wreck»—motley and fragmentary writings—sketchy and faulty—failed, perhaps—unconfined—along the borders, upon the thresholds and into the chinks of literature, «as foam that the sea-winds fret»

2 Janvier 2008

Publié par Alessandro Zabini

Drifting Recollections (Lady of the FountainII)

… memories afloat in the pale purple twilight … wraith-like falling cloaks, cracked stone basin beside the shaded white trace, a dark green maze of low hedgerows, a stone dog unaccountably dislodged, top of the tower unaccessible back then … once upon a time …

#Scrying Scraps