Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Wrinkle Crisp Lines

"This is what I have heard

at last the wind in December

lashing the old trees with rain

unseen rain racing along the tiles

under the moon

wind rising and falling

wind with many clouds

trees in the night wind."

W.S. Mervin

Friday, December 9, 2011

MySpot: Under the Willow Tree

*Ph of me/ Dreamboy

"The sweet calm sunshine (...), now

Warms the low spot; upon its grassy mold..."

William Cullen Bryant

Miscellaneous: Low Over the Water

"Tangled branches of

Shadowy hair..."

Charlotte Ballard - The Maple Dances

Thursday, December 1, 2011