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  • The darkness grew thinner and thinner like the walls of a bubble, before it breaks.

  • A strip of pale daffodil, sharp as a razor blade, pried open the lid of the sky.

  • [Dawn] is always such a forgiving time. When that first cold, bright streak comes over the water, it's as if all our sins were pardoned; as if the sky leaned over the earth and kissed it and gave it absolution.

  • Day's sweetest moments are at dawn.

  • The icicles at dawn this morning were the color of opals — blue lit with fire.

  • The world is always young again for just a few moments at the dawn.

  • I had an unaccountable feeling of crisis that comes with the uneasy dusk as it also does with the dawn. Since it is neither day nor night it is a strange time. And it never lasts long enough for one to become used to it.

  • Dawn and its excesses always reminded me of heaven, a place where I have always known I would not be comfortable.

  • Dawn is the child / wet with birth.

    • Charlotte DeClue,
    • "Morning Song," in Joseph Bruchac, ed., Songs From This Earth on Turtle's Back ()
  • There is a moment of each dawn that appears disguised as dusk, Lourdes decides, and for that brief moment the day neither begins nor ends.

  • Dawn crept over the Downs like a sinister white animal, followed by the snarling cries of a wind eating its way between the black boughs of the thorns. The wind was the furious voice of this sluggish animal light that was baring the dormers and mullions and scullions of Cold Comfort Farm.

  • In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.

    • Sappho,
    • 6th c. BCE, in Aliki Barnstone and Willis Barnstone, eds., A Book of Women Poets From Antiquity to Now ()