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I’ve yet to figure why so many people have this whole world ending thing. Something about Mayan cycles. Given that they went by a 52 year cycle and it was a lot of social control by the priestly class… Yeah. Okay. Sorry, I keep forgetting that reason has no place with that topic.

 

Still, as good a reason as any to share another of my favorite elegantly pessimistic poems.

 

Fire and Ice

by Robert Frost

 

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I’ve tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

 

So what’s your vote, hatred or desire? I suppose it doesn’t really have to be an either/or question…

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November Guests

It’s New England and late fall, that practically requires a mention of Robert Frost. So at risk of sounding terribly traditional, here is one of my favorite poems for the season.

My November Guest

 

My Sorrow, when she’s here with me,

            Thinks these dark days of autumn rain

As beautiful as days can be;

She loves the bare, the withered tree;

She walks the sodden pasture lane.

Her pleasure will not let me stay.

            She talks and I am fain to list:

She’s glad the birds are gone  away,

She’s glad her simple worsted gray

            Is silver now with clinging mist.

 

The desolate, deserted trees,

            The faded earth, the heavy sky,

The beauties she so truly sees,

She thinks I have no eye for these,

            And vexes me for reason why.

 

Not yesterday I learned to know

            The love of bare November days

Before the coming of the snow,

But it were vain to tell her so,

            And they are better for her praise.

(Robert Frost, A Boy’s Will, 1915)

 

I was both pleased and amused to find a like minded person when I went searching for pieces to assemble an etsy treasury on this poem. Someone else had gotten there first and come up with a marvelous collection of pieces. 

For another moment of seasonal show-and-tell, I wanted to share a photographer that I’ve had the pleasure of watching for quite awhile. My favorite images are her fungi, she’s quite the connoisseur. But her Autumn Path seemed most appropriate to accompany Frost, wrong continent though it may be.

Really Bad Feather Day III by MorrighanGW

Here’s another favorite photographer okay, and wirewrapper, she’s amazing at that too!  (It’s possibly very unfair.)

She takes wonderful bird and animal photographs that often brighten my day. Sometimes literally, she’s had a rash of gorgeously colored birds recently. Though the crabby owls, like this guy at the California Raptor Center will probably always be my favorites…  And sometimes I get to learn something new about about unusual species when I ask possibly silly questions. (She’s also very patient.)

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