The shoreline is a liminal place, the twilight a liminal time. That is double the inspiration for you, dear poet.
Now where can I find me some triple inspiration? 😉
At twilight, beside the ocean or a lake, on Halloween. I await your Magnus opus.
We shall see what happens next year 🙂
There is a mountain in Wales. The legend connected to it is that if you spend the night up there, in the morning you come down either mad or a poet. Would you take the chance?
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