Wednesday, April 16, 2025

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The downtown Detroit skyline photographed at night.

"The Song Of Shadows

Sweep thy faint strings, Musician,
With thy long lean hand;
Downward the starry tapers burn,
Sinks soft the waning sand;
The old hound whimpers couched in sleep,
The embers smoulder low;
Across the walls the shadows
Come, and go.

Sweep softly thy strings, Musician,
The minutes mount to hours;
Frost on the windless casement weaves
A labyrinth of flowers;
Ghosts linger in the darkening air,
Hearken at the open door;
Music hath called them, dreaming,
Home once more."

--Walter de la Mare

"Where Jove of old oraculously spoke..."

Caprice (1967) is the real Jerry Cornelius movie.

"There is a cycle at play in the making of the boat, a vessel that carries humans over water and oceans, and the news that speaks of a drowning. No boat protects us from that headline."

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