Begin

First moon of autumn is waning

in the night

The fragrant woodland beckons to you with night secrets

Drink deeply. Sleep...

You dream of falling in a vast blackness full of stars

in the vault of time

It is daylight in a small hut

 

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You struggle in complete darkness for a long time. Finally,

 

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But the sky is absolutely black.

Leap up and dispel the enchantment!

 moon glitters on the foam

day smells, oddly displaced in the night.

Climb over the wall, swift and fleet.

The sounds and smells of the night forest

Return most swift to report your discovery to the Queen.

In the clean hour after dusk.

Beyond the river,a strange luminous dome hangs in the night.

But soon nothing is familiar. It is as if the very land has changed.

Work your way back to the river and the dome. (same than previous)

 

 

Oh well. It doesn't matter. Settle down for a nap.

It is daylight in a small hut

in the dark

Return to the river.

Still others are day smells, oddly displaced in the night.

Pause to sing of rest and nourishment.

You sing of wild berries on the heath and clouds on the moon, daffodils, dew drops and sleeping 'til noon.

Swim soft, sweet, swirling, summer night.

It's not summer. It's autumn

Climb the tall, curving stair to the porch.

the sky is absolutely black

Sing on.

cold fog at dawn

at dawn and birds greeting the sun's first rays

your night winds

 

Attend the voices of the night.

distant in the night?

The moonlight may show you to strange eyes even now

It is time to be gone from here

 

Cross the shimmering path of moon beams.

Moonlight on water lifts you free

At any moment it might rise up into the starry sky.

Dance upon the fragrant lawn by the river.

The moon-streaked lawn rises from a bend in the river to the long shadows of a beech forest.

on the night breeze.

Climb over the wall, swift and fleet.

The sounds and smells of the night forest

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Gaps of glaring Light

Everywhere you look is a terrible glaring whiteness

Delve into the secret places of the forest.

 Soon

Falling In The River

The moon is low

all night

Follow the path on up the sloop.

But before you have time to consider this you are footsteps approaching.

Think back over the events of this night.

The night was fresh and young when you set out to explore the creek.

much like any night

Finally,

Gaze out at the night view.

The moon frosts a fertile land

more spectacular than before,

Whether they are many walls or one

 

Climb upward to the top of the rock face.

When you reach the top of the slab you discover that the path continues

 

“May I see your lovely instrument?”

“We should enter now. It is best that we not keep the lord waiting. I am to play at tonight’s feast.”

 

What a beautiful night

Suddenly you are falling

 

Struggle to do something. Anything!

arching your body and grasping at foam until direction loses all meaning.

 

It has been a night of chaos and calamity.

 

[Introduction]               [Analysis of the time]               [Conclusion]                [Second Paper]

Academic year 2008/2009
© a.r.e.a./Dr.Vicente Forés López
© Ana Cuenca Montero
acuenmon@alumni.uv.es
Universitat de València Press