“The spring rains woke the dormant tillers, and bright green shoots sprang from the moist earth and rose like sleepers stretching after a long nap. As spring gave way to summer, the bright green stalks darkened, became tan, turned golden brown. The days grew long and hot. Thick towers of swirling black clouds brought rain, and the brown stems glistened in the perpetual twilight that dwelled beneath the canopy. The wheat rose and the ripening heads bent in the prairie wind, a rippling curtain, an endless, undulating sea that stretched to the horizon.” WayLongEarthBlackSeaWindGrewSummerSpringRainHotGreenRoseCloudsEndlessGoldenBrownHorizonThickTwilightPerpetualTowersStemBentCurtainsStretchingStalkingWheatNapsDormantPrairieSleepersRipeningCanopyBlack CloudsSpring Rain Book:The Infinite Sea: The Second Book of the 5th Wave Source: The Infinite Sea: The Second Book of the 5th Wave
“The twilight is long fingers and black hair.” LongBlackHairFingersTwilightBlack Hair Book:Collected Poems, 1919-1976 Source: Collected Poems, 1919-1976
“O, the sweet, sweet twilight just before the time of rest, When the black clouds are driven away, and the stormy winds suppressed.” BlackSweetWindCloudsDrivenTwilightStormyBlack Clouds Author:Dinah Maria Murlock Craik