Last Night of the Deluge
A breeze in the night,
Cackle of rustled leaves sings
Mourning for all lost.
"One might well become a holy fool oneself here! It's catching!"--Raskolnikov, from Fyodor Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment. Witness the musings of another Holy Fool, another follower of "God's own Fool."
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