morning after the night before

November 5, 2011

What’s the story behind this pair left on the terrace this morning? Too uncomfortable and so kicked off and rejected or is it an art installation?

A dream lies dead here. May you softly go
Before this place, and turn away your eyes,
Nor seek to know the look of that which dies
Importuning Life for life. Walk not in woe,
But, for a little, let your step be slow.
And, of your mercy, be not sweetly wise
With words of hope and Spring and tenderer skies.
A dream lies dead; and this all mourners know:

Whenever one drifted petal leaves the tree
Though white of bloom as it had been before
And proudly waitful of fecundity-
One little loveliness can be no more;
And so must Beauty bow her imperfect head
Because a dream has joined the wistful dead! Dorothy Parker A Dream  Lies Dead

3 Responses to “morning after the night before”

  1. Cloudier Says:

    They certainly mean business

  2. julia fogg Says:

    Yes, being moved around into plant pots etc but still retaining a strong presence!


  3. I hope it’s nothing sinister!

    Alien vaporising gun?


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