D. (dalaruan) wrote,
D.
dalaruan

but seas between us braid hae roar'd / sin' auld lang syne

And I talked on, explaining things to him, things I cannot now remember but which at the time were of clear and burning importance.
Helen Macdonald, H is for Hawk


Wicker Chair, Munich 2005

2016.

New Year, still entangled, yet worn.
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