Sunday, November 30, 2008

Evening 1942

“... Yet, if you enter the woods...
... You will hear the beat of a horse's feet
And a swish of a skirt in the dew
Steadily cantering through
The misty solitudes,
As though they perfectly knew
The old lost road through the woods...
But there is no road through the woods.”

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