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Welcome, autumn!
It’s almost equinox time! “Autumn” by Emily Dickinson The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry’s cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest I should be old-fashioned, I’ll put a trinket on.
A cicada reverie
At this time last year, my neighborhood was abuzz with the busy lives of the cicadas. This year, June is quiet, and I miss the constant hum and chirp. As I reminisce about last year’s infestation and look forward to the next one (16 years from now), I’d like to share with you this poem I wrote in honor of these little creatures on … Read More A cicada reverie
The Graceful Grammarian 