06.14.13 “I’ve seen him when the rising sun shone like a watch-fire on the height; I’ve seen him when the day was done, Bathed in the evening’s crimson light; I’ve seen him in the midnight hour, When all the world beneath were sleeping. Like some lone sentry in his tower, His patient watch in silence […]
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Monadnock Weekly Report 06.07.13
06.07.13 “We were left alone with the night hawks…their dry and unmusical, yet supermundane and spirit-like voices and sounds gave fit expression to this rocky mountain solitude…it was a thrumming of the mountain’s rocky chords; strains from the music of Chaos, such as were heard when the earth was rent and these rocks heaved up.” […]