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| THE OLD RED KAYAK AT SUNSET From the Deck on an April Evening Camera: iPhone 4s, using the " 6x6" App. |
Assault
I HAD forgotten how the frogs must sound
After a year of silence, else I think
I should not have ventured forth alone
At dusk along this unfrequented road.
I am waylaid by Beauty. Who will walk
Between me and the crying of the frogs?
Oh, saavage Beauty, suffer me to pass,
That am a timid woman, on her way
From one house to another!
-Edna St. Vincent Millay
