"Moonrise, June 19, 1876
I woke in the midsummer not-to-call night
in the white and the walk of the morning:
The moon, dwindled and thinned to the fringe
of a fingernail held to the candle,
Or paring of paradisaical fruit,
lovely in waning but lustreless
Stepped from the stool, drew back from the barrow
of dark Maenefa the mountain;
A cusp yet clasped him, a fluke yet fanged him
entangled him, not quit utterly.
This was the prized, the desirable sight,
unsought, presented so easily,
Parted me leaf and leaf, divided me
eyelid and eyelid of slumber."
—Gerard Manley Hopkins via @rhunedhel.bsky.social
"For as long as the city has existed, appalled visitors have fantasised about all of this collapsing."
"I’ve never done pay-per-view, but I’d pay to watch his name removed from the Kennedy Center live" —@beinghelpish.bsky.social
Pride flag made from real nasa imagery .


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