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Art by akio matsuyoshi from video magazine, october 1988.

"My Heart at Evening

Toward evening you hear the cry of the bats.
Two black horses bound in the pasture,
The red maple rustles,
The walker along the road sees ahead the small
   tavern.
Nuts and young wine taste delicious,
Delicious: to stagger drunk into the darkening woods.
Village bells, painful to hear, echo through the black
   fir branches,
Dew forms on the face."

--Wright & Bly's Trakl

Refinery.

"Within whose charmèd circle not a ray
So far mistakes its mission as to pierce..."

--J Stanyan Bigg

The Fall of Arthur.