The dream-life of an imaginary afternoon, in an imaginary garden. Silent statues gaze at nobody, nobody returns their gaze; We commune with twittering birds, a consort of insects buzz and click in the quiet garden, Senses beguiled by the aroma of late summer roses […]
The Dream-Life of Late Summer
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