Friday, October 9, 2020

Quote Of The Day

 

Image from Zedge

A touch of cold in the Autumn night 

I walked abroad,

And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge

Like a red-faced farmer.

I did not stop to speak, but nodded,

And round about were the wistful stars

With white faces like town children. ~ T. E. Hulme

1 comment:

Bunnykins said...

Beautiful! Thanks for that. I could do with the serenity.