Andreae Callanan

poetry, scholarship, curiosity

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3 February 2022

Looking up into tangled bare birch trees, black against a grey sky. Peeking up from the lower right and right-hand frames are the upper corners of two houses.
Looking up into tangled bare birch trees, black against a grey sky. Peeking up from the lower right and right-hand frames are the upper corners of two houses.

Or, as Hopkins would say, “Only the beak-leaved boughs dragonish ‘ damask the tool-smooth bleak light; black, / Ever so black on it.”

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