Violet in a gallary window in Paris.
"So in his sorrow · the son of Healfdene
endlessly weighed · how a wise warrior
might fend off harm. · The hardship this foe
of his folk inflicted · was fierce and long-lasting,
most ruinous wrath · and wracking night-evil."
--Sullivan & Murphy's Beowulf
"THE ART (Aelindrome in the Decimal Expansion of √2)
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The art,
a losing sun,
as she emerges,
only a swan
to her suffering,
may be dark
as turns of sky.
Do seas turn
so dark, maybe,
suffering her
as wantonly?
So, emerge as she —
sung in a lost heart."
--@Anthony_Etherin
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