An Ouroboros of Dynamic Energy
“There’s no moon, no moon in Paris,” croons Marianne Faithfull. But there’s a moon in Bruges tonight – and tomorrow’s dawn. Georges Rodenbach records in his dark thriller of 1892 Bruges-la-Morte “a second moon traced on the surface of the water” of the myriad canals of the Burgundian metropolis. It’s St Brigid Day’s Eve.
