Grey Muse
The nowness of everything
Saturday, 11 November 2017
There was no language in that place ...
I've just finished reading Elie Wiesel's
Night
-
I heard men howling in an icy waste -
I saw a black sun in a white sky -
There was no language in that place -
There no words which could carry the weight of that horror -
17.24
Saturday 11 November 2017
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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