Jul. 1st, 2016

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Naturally I didn't have my good camera,and I have no real aptitude for photography, so this suffers in close up. But it still makes me think of Pan's labyrinth.

The wedding guests were stuffing their faces at table, and this character was having its own banquet. The ladybird in the corner remained unharrassed, but all the tiny black bugs creeping out of cracks were snaffled dexterously by the mantis. Fascinating.
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To show the Country of the Ever Young,
The ancient spirit cast his scythe to earth,
rolled back the years and all the world grew still,
though breathing like a giant, lost in sleep.
No paradise was glimpsed through waves of bliss,
no diadem of stars nor white-gold gate
But faces blank and wandering through time,
A dreamland trench where nightmares
drank corpse deep,  each finger pointing
 to an old signpost whereupon was writ:
' Behold, the Kingdom of the Ever Young,
Where none need fear the terrors of old age.'

And when I woke, my lantern by me lay
bright by an unknown hand,though it was  day.

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