Musings on the night
But how you'd please me, night! without those stars Whose light speaks in a language I have known! Since I seek for the black, the blank, the bare!
Charles Baudelaire, Flowers of Evil: A Selection
Arkhip Ivanovich Kuindzhi, Moonlit Night on the Dnieper (1882)
But it so happens that I hear the night weep in my bones. Her immense teardrop raves mad and shouts that something has gone away forever.
Alejandra Pizarnik, The Last Innocence: The Lost Adventures
J. M. W. Turner, Fishermen at Sea (1796)


















