Papa Jamone's Tumblelog

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‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grasses
Of the forest’s ferny floor:
And a bird flew up out of the turret,
Above the Traveller’s head
And he smote upon the door again a second time;
‘Is there anybody there?’ he said.

— Walter de la Mare - excerpt from The Listeners

POSTED Feb 09 2009 @ 22:30

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