After Sunset on Jura
The Alps-- A mighty string of pearls Which Day has laid aside-- Flaunt their alluring beauty Upon the purple velvet of deep valleys, Until night, Stretching out black greedy fingers, Steals them one by one.
Frank Oliver Call
The Alps-- A mighty string of pearls Which Day has laid aside-- Flaunt their alluring beauty Upon the purple velvet of deep valleys, Until night, Stretching out black greedy fingers, Steals them one by one.
From the Jura mountains after sunset, Frank Oliver Call watches the distant Alpine peaks catch the last light. He imagines them as a string of pearls that the day has taken off and laid against the deep purple velvet of the valleys.
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