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Pearl skies over Norway.

"cleaning the well
and within every dewdrop
by autumn's wind"

--@poem_exe 3-25-20

An hour of Keats & Shelley.

"Then from a Pond, where all day long he kept,
Waddled the dapper Duck demure, adept
At infinite Ablution, and precise
In keeping of his Raiment clean and nice.
And 'Sure of all the Race of Birds,' said He,
'None for Religious Purity like Me,
Beyond what strictest Rituals prescribe—
Methinks I am the Saint of all our Tribe,
To whom, by Miracle, the Water, that
I wash in, also makes my Praying-Mat.' "

--FitzGerald's Attar

10 seconds of the Hurlers.