Poetry, we mean. October-ish poetry. Poetry that can speak with beauty of falling leaves and rich amber twilights, such as is shown below, or poetry that can speak of goblin pursuits, such as Robert Burns' "Tamoshanter." Luna will provide the lyricism, and Caledonia the spooks as they share October poems tonight.
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty swans.
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty swans.
(First stanza of "The Wild Swans and Coole" by William Butler Yeats)
Luna Branwen, and Caledonia Skytower, live in voice.
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