Wednesday, September 28, 2011

hold

How much of the present can you hold? 

From this morning -- Aurora...



Aurora now had left her saffron bed,
And beams of early light the heav'ns o'erspread,
When, from a tow'r, the queen, with wakeful eyes,
Saw day point upward from the rosy skies.

--Virgil, The Aeneid


...and this afternoon, Sol.  

 

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