Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon, like a black cloud behind cloud cover. Like smoke from an unseen fire, a line of fire just below the horizon, brushfire or burning city. Maybe night falls because it's heavy, a thick curtain pulled up over the eyes. Wool blanket. I wish I could see in the dark, better than I do.

Godt sagt! (4) Varsle Svar

Sist sett

Ester SAnne-Stine Ruud HusevågCathrine PedersenKirsten LundmgeritaolineStig KTralteVanja SolemdalVannflaskeNicolai Alexander StyveNeraIngunn SAnniken BjørnesAlice NordliMarenAvaAndreaEmil ChristiansenIngeborg GSverrePirelliTerje Mathiseningar hDolly DuckFrode Øglænd  MalminsomniferumTove Obrestad WøienHilde H HelsethVibekebrekLars MæhlumHeidi HoltanMarianne  SkageKaramasov11Oda Marie HIreneleserBeathe SolbergDemeterMartin