mute monday
'Western Wind, when wilt thou blow.......'
(That poem has stuck in my head since seventh grade. It still gives me shivers - the naked longing of it.)
The wind has been fierce lately.
Monday, 3 November 2008
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I love this poem. and it also is the title of one of my fav books - Madeleine L'Engle's The Small Rain.
Lovely photo. Our trees look like that now too. I don't know that poem. Off to Google it now.
The wind has been nuts here, too. AND we had thunderstorms yesterday. Really wild
Oh, I like that. But don't be mute, K? I value your words too much.
All the cold reminds me of Gordon Lightfoot's Song for a Winter Night. There, just put it on. CBC radio rattles on in the background. (ooooh, today is the day, isn't it. God willing and whatever powers want to contribute, go O'Bama!)
Re: poem. Me, too. Rain and love, can't beat them.
Jenny
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