Possessed by Possession.

After moral trouble
Let me lie still
Where the wind drives and the clouds stream
Over the hill
Where grass’ thousands thirsty mouths
Sup up their fill
Of the slow dew and the sharp rain
Of the mantling snow dissolv’d again
At Heaven’s sweet will
-A. S. Byatt, Possession

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March 21, 2009 / 7:20 pm
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