Max Ernst, Cage, Forest and Black Sun, 1927.How then should I your true love know
from another one?
A voice, a message, a promise,
a wrong to be righted, a future.
Moving in the forest at night
towards a conclusion, and an end to oppression.
May he reach you from the ends of the earth,
humming-bird caught in his hair.
from "Shining Cliff", by Peter Riley.
Source (and full poem): http://www.aprileye.co.uk/shiningcliff.html.
(and I still mean to, I still. Listen.)
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