death & the maiden | a susurration of songbirds

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death & the maiden there, oft would he bring from his soft sighing lute wild strains to which, spellbound, the nightingales listen'd; john keats — on receiving a curious shell

the air here is rich with new wine; I cannot help but wonder if there is any decay sweeter than the taste of it. ah, reader, my dearest reader — october has been kind to me. a pleasing and lovely heaviness has mantled my body and settled deep in its' marrow, turning bone and blood and flesh and viscera into a dark, golden honey. I found myself anew, deep in this moorland halfway slumbering.

INDEX one......an ode to october's hauntings two.........first quarter : monday 1–8 three....second quarter : tuesday 9–16 four...third quarter : wednesday 17–23 five....last quarter : wednesday 24-31 six...............letter to john keats seven.....odds & ends & ill-fit things


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