Not Quite Dark

At Twilight, Wychwood Park
Mary Hiester Reidc. 1911

I don’t think that there is anything romantic

or poetic

about Twilight.

Twilight is when the monsters wake up

and when they wake up

they are hungry, maybe they are still a little sleepy

and a little worn out from the Twilight before.

Twilight is the time when dreams

look for dreamers

and Nightmares

set out to ride, looking for a home to spend a long dark night.

Twilight is when the trees give up their shadows

when cats stroll out through tightly shut doors

and dogs look to the Moon and laugh, before they howl.

There is nothing

Poetic or romantic about Twilight

is there.

Orpheus
Gustave Moreau1865

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