Poem of the Day: Identity by Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Clara Lieu, "Wading" project.:

SOMEWHERE–in desolate wind-swept space–
In Twilight-land–in No-man’s land–
Two hurrying Shapes met face to face,
And bade each other stand.

“And who are you?” cried one a-gape,
Shuddering in the gloaming light.
“I know not,” said the second Shape,
“I only died last night!”

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image by Clara Lieu

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