the paradise of hearts with boughs and springs

the country is holy: O bide in that country kind,
                                                            know the green good,
under the prayer wheeling moon in the rosy wood
be shielded by chant and flower and gay may you

lie in grace.

pastoral beat of blood through the laced leaves! 

- from In Country Sleep by dylan thomas

monika sawicka by michael hauptman, styling sasha kelly, for oyster magazine

o perpetual recurrence of determined seasons

... o world of spring and autumn, birth and dying!
the endless cycle of idea and action,
endless invention, endless experiment

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proenza schouler fall 2012