Plum Blossoms in Sepia I remember looking at the…
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filled with promise
plum branches
rest in autumn darkness
filled with promise
plum branches
rest in autumn darkness
One of my favorite children’s books is “Scarecrow” by Cynthia Rylant which speaks of the peace of the scarecrow’s life in poetic prose. The story is an allegory for the impermanence of human existence. Every time I read it to my children, I am struck by these lines: “He knows he isn’t real. A scarecrow…
I spent about two hours last night untangling a skein of beautiful chenille yarn that became a tangled mess because I neglected to roll it into a ball when I first took the wrapping off. (Such a novice, I am.) Normally, I haven’t the patience to sit that long and do such tedious work. As…
Our revels are now ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial…