‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door; And his horse in the silence champed the grasses Of the forest’s ferny floor: And a bird flew up out of the turret, Above the Traveller’s head: And he smote upon the door again a second time; ‘Is there anybody there?’ he said... - excerpt from The Listeners by Walter de la Mare You can read more about this poem and my illustration on my blog. 
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