Fragrances II [detail]

The starting point of the human and the end,

That in which space itself is contained, the gate

To the enclosure, day, the things illumined

By day, night and that which night illumines,

Night and its midnight-minting fragrances,

Night's hymn of the rock, as in a vivid sleep.

 

Words by Wallace Stevens

 

Brian Eno

 

for Flickriver - Sophie Shapiro

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Done