in Shenee Shenah
a fawn told me
about the silent star
“‘Tis black and without song;
only the sleepy trout from the frozen river
knows ‘bout it,”
the young deer told me
where space is not,
when time is not: there shines
the Sun black,
the Sun silent,
the Sun cold,
the Sun that’s not,
but in a fish’s dream
::: ::: :::
[Picture: in Shenee Shenah a fawn told me by reading_is_dangerous]
a fawn told me
about the silent star
“‘Tis black and without song;
only the sleepy trout from the frozen river
knows ‘bout it,”
the young deer told me
where space is not,
when time is not: there shines
the Sun black,
the Sun silent,
the Sun cold,
the Sun that’s not,
but in a fish’s dream
::: ::: :::
[Picture: in Shenee Shenah a fawn told me by reading_is_dangerous]
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