“A SOMETHING in a summer’s day,
As slow her flambeaux burn away,
Which solemnizes me.
A something in a summer’s noon,—
An azure depth, a wordless tune,
And still within a summer’s night
A something so transporting bright,
I clap my hands to see;”
Emily Dickinson (Except from LXIII)
I began working on my senior project a few weeks ago,
the second photo is an excerpt and I can’t wait until it’s finished.
I hope you’re having a beautiful week!