Wistful ones,
A tired hello before I hit the pillow.

MAGIC to be found here.

I miss Heaney this fall, and Rilke. There is no time, when Huizinga's seven thousand sources invade my days. Freedom finished. Quite brilliant, but not an easy read.

My brain is no longer forming words, so goodnight, city. This overworked student is headed for slumber.

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