( me )

"That song has been with me through some pretty rough times."

"VII. A Swan

My robe is noiseless · when I roam the earth,
Or stay in my home, · or stir up the water.
At times I am lifted · o’er the lodgings of men
By the aid of my trappings · and the air above.
The strength of the clouds · then carries me far,
Bears me on its bosom. · My beautiful ornament,
My raiment rustles · and raises a song,
Sings without tiring. · I touch not the earth
But wander a stranger · over stream and wood."

--tr Cosette Faust (via)

Home_trip.

"Anthology-making, like sculpturing in marble, is in large measure an art of taking away." --John Updike

A Flock Descends Into The Pentagonal Garden.