Archive for August 4th, 2002

As imperceptibly as grief The summer lapsed away — Too imperceptible, at last, To seem like perfidy. A quietness distilled, As twilight long begun, Or Nature, spending with herself Sequestered afternoon. The dusk drew earlier in, The morning foreign shone — A courteous, yet harrowing grace, As guest who would be gone. And thus, without […]

Aaron Haspel | Posted August 4, 2002 @ 10:53 AM | General