After being consumed by a conference in North Carolina we've been driving through the green hills of landscape and silence.
Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
-- Pablo Neruda, from "XL," 100 Love Sonnets (University of Texas Press, 1986)
Green was the silence, wet was the light,the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
-- Pablo Neruda, from "XL," 100 Love Sonnets (University of Texas Press, 1986)
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