Leave the leaves on Autumn groundsLet the leafmould mass in moundsLet them lie while while winter callsLet them cushion children’s fallsLet them augment tiny soundsLeaves should lighten little feetLanguid motion should be fleetLaureled youth is ever-greenLeave the leaves in AutumnLet the fiery red and goldLessen rising, lingering coldLet the livid Northern sweepLoathe the lifting of…
I wasn’t a big reader as a kid. I read a few of the Great Illustrated Classics, because they had big font and pictures on every other page (Call of the Wild, Black Beauty, and King Arthur were my favorites). I also read AR books in school for points to win prizes. And thanks in…
A deep truth needs time to simmer and grow. It’s rare that we humans ever come to know something as being true and beautiful right at the moment we first see it. And oftentimes, we may never see something for its beauty until long afterwards. But there are certain occasions when realizations come over us…
My son Oliver has a book on opposites that features old illustrations of Winnie the Pooh characters. He calls it his “Pooh book.” Each part of the book has two pictures that are in some way opposite to each other. For instance, one part shows Pooh and Piglet gathering around a fireplace with the heading…
