A Bats-Flight In The Moonlight
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Mihaela Pirjol
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twinkling light at twilight:
trepidations of pelagic undulations;
undulating spume of sun and salt;
ramified rainbows upon cavernous cliffs
morphed in baroque, grotesque grottoes;
crepuscule creeping in palettes of light:
crude colours, cruder colours, substitute into
statuesque lunar-alabaster of antiquity:
nocturnal sculptures ushering into umbrous
cupolas, vibrating with purple-veined wings of bats
with terrifying intermittent, lustrous eyes,
suspended in a silent, humid obscurity:
hermetic hectic fluttering...
fluttering one by one—
one by one taking their flight
in the moonlight...
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