Happy Summer Solstice to All!
I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips. ~ Violette Leduc, Mad in Pursuit
The summer night is like a perfection of thought. ~ Wallace Stevens (1879 - 1955)
The summer night is like a perfection of thought. ~ Wallace Stevens (1879 - 1955)
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