Sep 30, 2023
I carry your breath in my hands like warm sun at dusk. Your laughter vines through my hair, roots growing into my heart - Patty Dickson Pieczka, "Autumn", Beyond the Moon's White Claw
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I carry your breath in my hands like warm sun at dusk. Your laughter vines through my hair, roots growing into my heart - Patty Dickson Pieczka, "Autumn", Beyond the Moon's White Claw
September; it was the most beautiful of words, he'd always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows and regret - Alexander Theroux
I notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature
Fredrich Nietzsche
Wild is the music of the autumnal winds amongst the faded woods
William Wordsworth
Bittersweet October. the mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter
Carol Bishop Hipps, “October” In a Southern Garden
October leaves coming down, as if called
Ocean Vuong, “Time Is a Mother”, “Reasons for Staying”
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower
Albert Camus
Leaves beginning to rustle now in the dark tree of the self
Charles Wright, from “ Cicada”, Chickamauga ( Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 1995)