“The stars are dreaming
but they are laughing
I see myself in the smile of a polar bear
while turning the pages of an arctic sky
reading the delirious lines that
foretell the sovereignty of language
and the rule of invisible birds”

— Nancy Peters

It's In the Wind (1977) "Ceremonies In A Polar Garden"
1970s

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