Daily Poem: November Night ~ Adelaide Crapsey
November Night ~ Adelaide Crapsey Listen. . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees And fall.
November Night ~ Adelaide Crapsey Listen. . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees And fall.
So, I’m a bit late posting this, but life has been non-stop since the conference! I was fortunate that my day job travels took me to London in time for the 2018 UK Tarot Conference. I used to attend regularly, but there’s a conference I go to for my day job that usually overlaps, so […]
A History of Mourning ~ Robert Bly It’s odd that evening is so speckled with grief. Birds start singing when the branch reddens. But we write our poems when the sun goes down. Our ancestors knew how to cry at death; but they Had enough to do finding big stones to cover The dead, and […]
November for Beginners ~ Rita Dove Snow would be the easy way out—that softening sky like a sigh of relief at finally being allowed to yield. No dice. We stack twigs for burning in glistening patches but the rain won’t give. So we wait, breeding mood, making music of decline. We sit down in the […]
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