The sky is cloudy

The sky is cloudy, yellowed by the smoke.
For view there are the houses opposite
Cutting the sky with one long line of wall
Like solid fog: far as the eye can stretch
Monotony of surface & of form
Without a break to hang a guess upon.
No bird can make a shadow as it flies,
For all is shadow, as in ways o'erhung
By thickest canvass, where the golden rays
Are clothed in hemp. No figure lingering
Pauses to feed the hunger of the eye
Or rest a little on the lap of life.
All hurry on & look upon the ground,
Or glance unmarking at the passers by
The wheels are hurrying too, cabs, carriages
All closed, in multiplied identity.
The world seems one huge prison-house & court
Where men are punished at the slightest cost,
With lowest rate of colour, warmth & joy.

In a London Drawingroom by George Eliot

I got the Kimberly head from Catwa. I am liking it ok so far. Here is a great review by Strawberry Singh with all you need to know. It was the first time for me making a Bento shape, but I think it turned out ok. Btw I have to say Pumec keeps making me happy with their skins!

Details:

Skin: Pumec: May, rare, gacha, The Chapter Four
Sweater: Semller: Sweater 5, Ski Resort Gacha, Cosmopolitan

Scarf: Semller: Scarf 4, Ski Resort Gacha, Cosmopolitan
Hair: Calico: Kadri, Browns (unpacked)
Eyes: Buzz: Okina, Avada, Epiphany
Pants: Tiar: skinny jeans
Shoes: Lindy Modern: Casey, Poe9
Nails: Livia: Xmas Glitz, MCH (check old hunt gifts)
Head: Catwa: Kimberly, Bento
Body: Maitreya: Lara Mesh body
Shape: my own

Pose: Verocity: ITW Hunt #24
Location: London City North
Windlight: London2050

A frost of cares

My prime of youth is but a frost of cares,
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain,
My crop of corn is but a field of tares,
And all my good is but vain hope of gain.
The day is gone and yet I saw no sun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.

The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung,
The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves are green,
My youth is gone, and yet I am but young,
I saw the world, and yet I was not seen,
My thread is cut, and yet it was not spun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.

I sought my death and found it in my womb,
I lookt for life and saw it was a shade,
I trode the earth and knew it was my tomb,
And now I die, and now I am but made.
The glass is full, and now the glass is run,
And now I live, and now my life is done.

My prime of youth is but a frost of cares by Chidiock Tichborne

Details:

Hair: Calico: Brooklee, Reds, 25L$ Tuesdays
Necklace: On A Lark: Elemental, Moonstone, 25LT
Dress, earrings: Footpaw Ind.: Diantha Pink, size M, 25LT
Eyes: Arise: Freya, green, old Lost and Found
Skin: Glam Affair: Tara Catwa, Europa
Nails: Livia: Ombre flakes, gift
Head: Catwa: Bibi
Body: Maitreya: Mesh Body, Lara

Pose: oOo Studio: My Life, gift
Location: Lakeside
Windlight: Daytime shadows