H. G. Dwight Quotes on Sense & Perception (1 Quote)

Certain miracles that I beheld there have haunted my memory ever since a gray April morning of sirocco, when the almond blossoms, the flaming tulips, the young green of the vines, hung as if painted on the motionless air a summer night when the roses had an unearthly pallor under a half-eaten moon, whose ghostliness was somehow one with their perfume and with the phosphorescence of dew tipping their petals a day when the trees stood part submerged in fog, into which leaves dropped slowly, slowly, one after another, and sank out of sight.