The zipper displaces the button and a man lacks just that much time to think while dressing at dawn, a philosophical hour, and thus a melancholy hour.

CRITIC OR CITRIC?Anagram of ordinary passing judgement on talentedKamil Ali

A poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.

Walk in the light before the dawn of darkness.

CHARADE PARADEA ‘Special Day’ once a year creates an excuse for neglect on the other 365 days for mothers, fathers & veterans

i’m glad to be alive in a world wherehis gently awakening eyesnourish the morning sun.

I walk my dog at dawn because I don’t like people to be around.

Please let me know if I am not hereLet me know if I fail to find you thereFor before the dawn I leave the night behind meAnd before my heart I let you leave me...

Bosch knew the dawn had nothing on the dusk. Dawn always came up ugly, as if the sun was clumsy and in a hurry. The dusk was smoother, the moon more graceful. Maybe it was...

Night was fading over the fields as if the rain had washed the darkness out of the hem of its garment.

PROPAGANDA (PROP-A-GANDER)An evil grin behind a smiling clown’s maskKamil Ali

Carl sat musing until the sun leaped above the prairie, and in the grass about him all the small creatures of day began to tune their tiny instruments. Birds and insects without number began to...

perché brillate se tra poco vi spegnerete?

I am so tired and weary,/ So tired of endless fight,/ So weary of waiting the dawn/ And finding endless night.

FRACTURED FACTIONSMany cults are created by the uncontrollable egos of religious zealots

Justice is a social construct. It’s well known that the physical universe isn’t fair. Nevertheless, it’s difficult to decide which is more provoking: good people suffering or evil people prospering.

The moon went slowly down in loveliness; she departed into the depth of the horizon, and long veil-like shadows crept up the sky through which the stars appeared. Soon, however, they too began to pale...

We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

…at dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches at the door…

Pain is nothing but the darkness that leads to the dawn of gain.

SINK OR SWIM ALERTFolks with low self-esteem will push you under to save their drowning egosKamil Ali

A crimson fire that vanquishes the stars;A pungent odor from the dusty sage;A sudden stirring of the huddled herds;A breaking of the distant table-landsThrough purple mists ascending, and the flareOf water ditches silver in the...

I reached for her through the darkness, but she was gone. Like dominoes folding over, the rest of the mirrors collapsed down on top of me. The impact caused the world around me to vanish.

So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

SELF HELPUse the same amount of energy required to pull others down, to uplift yourself insteadKamil Ali

…it was if another planet were calling. The call, embodied, issued in liquid syllables from the mouth of the Arab sailor who, on the prow of the Vestra each sun-up, looked toward the East and...

Bright morning comes; the bloody-fingered dawn with zealous light sets seas of air ablaze and bends to earth another false beginning. My eyes open like cornflowers, stick, crusted with their own stale dew, then take...

I’ve often been sorry to see a night end, even while I have loved seeing the dawn come.

Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon…

What I saw was just one eyeIn the dawn as I was going:A bird can carry all the skyIn that little button glowing.Never in my life I wentSo deep into the firmament.

woMAN-ipulate or IMAGE-innateDid GOD create MAN in his own image? ORDid MAN create GOD in his own image?

If I had to, I was going to rip every inch of me open, give him as much blood as he needed to survive.

Because I seeA rainstorm in JuneJust before the sunThe black of nightJust before the starsAnd, girl, I see your ghostJust before our dawn

LATENT TALENTAnagram of complacencyKamil Ali

Chaque fois que je levais les yeux je voyais mon petit ami complètement gaga parce que j’étais une reine de beauté à la noix! T’étais un vrai gosse! Il a fallu que tu me transformes...

I woke up early and took the first train to take me away from the city. The noise and all its people. I was alone on the train and had no idea where I was...

Ceaseless as the interminable voices of the bell-cricket, all night till dawn my tears flow.

The stars were going out now, one by one, dropping like pennies behind the television aerials and the skylights and the washing strung between the chimneys. The sky was still dark – a sated, navy-blue...

It’s not until the break of dawn that the darkness gets to take a break. That’s also when the pain of losing yesterday’s love begins to lift.

ADVERSE REVERSEAdvanced technology has regressed us into warmongering apes with superior weaponsKamil Ali

I only had two real tasks [while in Norway]: gathering dead trees to burn from the surrounding small forest and getting water from a hole in a frozen stream. The rest of the time I...

À l’aurore, armés d’une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes. (In the dawn, armed with a burning patience, we shall enter the splendid Cities.)

All night the earth and the heavens followed their usual arrangements. Stars passed: an immense tide hung over them. A silent sea raced back with the sun, its wave turn-over small, delicate and comfortless. The...

The sigh of all the seas breaking in measure round the isles soothed them; the night wrapped them; nothing broke their sleep, until, the birds beginning and the dawn weaving their thin voices in to...

Dawn appears when it appears.

When the twilight of all my evenings reaches me, after a long dark day, my complicated thoughts suffocate inside all of my uncomplicated longings. Evenings refuse to end. And the dawns that constantly swallow up...

The day of battle dawned pink as the fresh-bitten thigh of a maiden.

I’m so alive.As I stand facing the beauty of the never-ending Pacific Ocean, a late afternoon breeze blows down from the hills behind. As always, it is a beautiful day. The sun is making its...

IMPERCEPTIBLE IMPELLENTGod exists in the heart, not in the show of religious alignment

If you don’t look before the dusk and beyond the dawn, you won’t be able to see the sun. (Soar)