Friday, February 20, 2009


image from Flickr by Dawn Conway

. . . the moon gazed on my midnight labours, while, with unrelaxed and breathless eagerness, I pursued nature to her hiding-places.

Frankenstein, Mary Shelley

1 comment:

Zoro said...

The moons in the black night sky are so luminous they remind me of the eye of a wolf looking from the sky out of its dark form, it doesn't scare me, it startles me as a wolf masquerading as the lunar sky, even making the dark planet where I stand an appropriate grounding for the stare of the moon-wolf.