A rowan like a lipsticked girl.
Between the by-road and the main road
Alder trees at a wet and dripping distance
Stand off among the rushes.
There are the mud-flowers of dialect
And the immortelles of perfect pitch
And that moment when the bird sings very close
To the music of what happens
Between the by-road and the main road
Alder trees at a wet and dripping distance
Stand off among the rushes.
There are the mud-flowers of dialect
And the immortelles of perfect pitch
And that moment when the bird sings very close
To the music of what happens
Happy Saturday! Today I've put together something simple using some items from the Arcade and Fifty Linden Fridays. The photographs came out kinda poetic, somehow, and reminded me that one of our best poets, Seamus Heaney, died this week. The poem I quote above, "Song," is by him. Saturdays are good days for reading poetry, don't you think?
My Look:
SKIN: The Skinnery | Alice 3 - Champagne | @ The Arcade |
HAIR: Exile | Just a Reason - Wild Fusion 2 | @ The Arcade |
EYES: The Sugar Garden | Sleepy Lavender |
TEETH: Fashionably Dead | Bardot Teeth |
EARS: Half Deer | Velven Bunny Ears - Angelbloom | @ The Arcade |
WINGS: Schadenfreude | Mannequiel Wings |
NECKLACE: Glow Studios | Woven and Pearl Necklace |
RING: Flowey | Light as a Feather Ring |
SHOES: +ILO+ | Ballet Flats - White | @ The Arcade |
DRESS: Tee*fy | Aurora Nightdress - Peach | @ The Arcade |
POSES: Marukin | Collabor88 Birthday | @ C88 |
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