…soon will the winter be on us,
Snow-hushed
and heavy.
~ Sara Teasdale, from “September Midnight”
Credits: Photograph – The North Wind. Poem: Lit Verve. Sara Teasdale Bio: Poetry Foundation
I can't sleep…
…soon will the winter be on us,
Snow-hushed
and heavy.
~ Sara Teasdale, from “September Midnight”
Credits: Photograph – The North Wind. Poem: Lit Verve. Sara Teasdale Bio: Poetry Foundation
Become the sky
Take an axe to the prison wall
Escape
Walk out
like someone suddenly born into color.
~ Rumi
Sources: Image – Hungarian Soul. Poem – Make Believe Boutique. Full poem: Poetry-Chaikhana
And every year there is a brief, startling moment
When we pause in the middle of a long walk home and
Suddenly feel something invisible and weightless
Touching our shoulders, sweeping down from the air:
It is the autumn wind pressing against our bodies;
It is the changing light of fall falling on us.