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Time is Away: Canticle of the Sun

London, 07.08.23

Praise brother moon, praise sister sun, and praise the radio of things. Always, everything is on the go In every corner, atoms are supplied and ever flit. Our bats have settled in the tree and are singing a lullaby. Their shrill vibrating voices are jostling microscopic particles of mist, so the night around us starts to jingle, summoning all the creatures to nocturnal worship.

With love and thanks to Ugne Uma.

Image Credit: A Woman Clothed with the Sun, Odilon Redon, 1899 from the collection of the Rijksmuseum