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Jujube August 24, 2025

Music

The fountain, loftily floating its wondrous, its silvery voice, plashes, and quivers, convoking mirages of love and of loss. — Vladimir Nabokov

Jujube July 10, 2024

And the midnight moon is weaving Her bright chain o’er the deep; Whose breast is gently heaving, As an infant’s asleep: So the spirit bows before thee, To listen and adore thee; With a full but soft emotion, Like the swell of Summer’s ocean. –…