‘And nightly under the simple stars
As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away,
All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars
Flying with the ricks, and the horses
Flashing into the dark.’ ~ Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas for #BookWormSat 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿
🖼️ Caspar David Friedrich, c.1836.