Absence

“How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What old December's bareness everywhere!”

William Shakespeare

Leisure Village West, small pond,  Manchester, NJ 

Black Moon

“The moon's turned black; For I love him, and He didn't love back”

Dorothy Parker
The moon from my front yard, Freehold, NJ

Dark Gods

“This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have the courage to let them come and go. That I will never let mankind put anything over me, but that I will try always to recognize and submit to the gods in me and the gods in other men and women. There is my creed.”
D.H. Lawrence