December 29, 2004

  • The Dark Door

    From Log24.net, Dec. 22, 2003:

    “One,
    two, three, and we began to sing, our voices high and seemingly distant
    in the snow-felted darkness round the house that was occupied by nobody
    we knew. We stood close together, near the dark door.

     

     

    Good King Wenceslas looked out
    On the Feast of Stephen.”

    – Dylan Thomas,
    A Child’s Christmas in Wales

    “The day after Christmas
    turned out to be a living nightmare.”

    Arthur C. Clarke, Dec. 27, 2004

    Adapted from the logo of the
    Arthur C. Clarke Foundation:

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    Dabo claves regni caelorum.  By silent shore
    Ripples spread from castle rock.  The metaphor
    For metamorphosis no keys unlock.

    “Endgame,” Steven H. Cullinane,
    November 7, 1986

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