“..the lawn
Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn..”
T.S. ELIOT
(excerpt from To Walter de la Mare)
“..the lawn
Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn..”
T.S. ELIOT
(excerpt from To Walter de la Mare)
Licht Years 