As I think I might have mentioned previously, May 1 is the official start of summer here in Ireland. And so, three months later August 1, Lughnasadh, is the first day of autumn. Lughnasadh, or Lammas, ...
Q: I wonder if you could find a copy of a poem, “Come Little Leaves.” I have been thinking about it lately after seeing leaves blowing around in my yard. — H.F., Poquoson A: The poem “Come Little ...
Marina Brown’s poetry collection, "The Leaf Does Not Believe It Will Fall," offers profound insight into the meaning of life — whether that life belongs to bee, heron, or human — in language so lush ...
A sharply observed nature poem that is also a hellish pastoral towards the end of time Leaf Color A steely torn silver, rusted along the edges; the faint acidic yellow, like the backwash of a polluted ...
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