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Along my local piece of the River Medway.

"In the difficult years ahead, we should remember that the snows of Olympus lie silent beneath the stars, waiting for our grandchildren."

- Arthur C. Clarke (via @dsfspacefl1ght.bsky.social)

"You have to think about what each word actually means!"

"...PLASHES THE FOUNTAIN

You prayer-, you blasphemy-, you
prayer-sharp knives
of my
silence.

You my words being crippled
together with me, you
my hale ones.

And you:
you, you, you
my later of roses
daily worn true and
more true—;

How much, O how much
world. How many
paths.

You crutch, you wing. We— —

We shall sing the nursery rhyme, that one,
do you hear, that one
with the hu, with the man, with the human being, the one
with the scrub and with
the pair of eyes that lay ready there as
tear-upon-
tear."

—Hamburger's Celan

Spider art.