Charlene Long
Mixed media Artwork
Purple shadows tell of dawn Of great cool drops that fall with sudden splash Sing to us cedars; the twilight is creeping. As coming suns dissolve the dark that veils the edge of day.
Purple shadows tell of dawn Of great cool drops that fall with sudden splash Sing to us cedars; the twilight is creeping. As coming suns dissolve the dark that veils the edge of day.
Night of mid-June — in heavy vapours dying A sky of blue and grey, Some stormy clouds that play The suns red pulses beat What of the days when we two dreamed together      Days marvellously fair.
Night of mid-June — in heavy vapours dying A sky of blue and grey, Some stormy clouds that play The suns red pulses beat What of the days when we two dreamed together Days marvellously fair.
All the day long the vapours played. At Blindfold in the city streets
All the day long the vapours played. At Blindfold in the city streets