Dark fields of blue air stretched away in every direction. I looked down
at the moonlit leaves below, at the top of a streetlamp, at shafts of moonlight
slanting like white ladders under the leaves. I walked carefully forward above
the trees, taking light steps that sank deep, then climbed a little higher,
till catching a breeze I felt myself borne away into the blue countries of the
night. (CLAIR DE LUNE by Steven Millhaser)
Beautiful and miraculous! When reading his works, I can believe the
power of words.
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