07-09-2011, 10:30 AM
This reminds me of Robert Frost. A flawless sonnet (so far as I know) with an elegant rhythm, complex imagery and an atmosphere more delicate than dust on a toadstool. Brilliant.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe

