When I Think of Winter
It’s been unseasonably warm this autumn; on Saturday I was still wearing light
jackets over summer dresses in the
Open unto the fields, and to the sky
Happy 214th birthday to “Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802,”
one of a handful of Wordsworth poems that don’
Glories of the morning
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Yesterday, in Flowers
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I don't think you're ready
…for this jelly.
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And not counting the pile by
My Apple Tree, My Brightness
I woke at 6:30 and worked until evening, alternating between academic stuff and
being absorbed into Nisi Shawl’sEverfair,
A Weight Off My Shoulders
So this was me a few days ago.
This was me earlier today.
This was me a little later earlier