wander the sea

Call of the Night

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Rene Magritte, The Eternal Evidence (1930)

 

 

Dark, and the wind-blurred pines,
With a glimmer of light between.                                                                                                                      Then I, entombed for an hourless night
With the world of things unseen.

 

Mist, the dust of flowers,
Leagues, heavy with promise of snow,
And a beckoning road ‘twixt vale and hill,
With the lure that all must know.

 

A light, my window’s gleam,
Soft, flaring its squares of red—
I loose the ache of the wilderness
And long for the fire instead.

 

You too know, old fellow?
Then, lift your head and bark.
It’s just the call of the lonesome place,
The winds and the housing dark.

By Djuna Barnes

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