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Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the… Read More »The Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep

Ode to Autumn Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to… Read More »The Redbreast Whistles

A Walk My eyes already touch the sunny hill. going far ahead of the road I have begun. So we… Read More »The Wind In Our Faces

“If we surrendered to earth’s intelligence we could rise up rooted, like trees.” —Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems… Read More »Surrender

“I shall soon be rested,” said Fanny; “to sit in the shade on a fine day, and look upon verdure,… Read More »A Jane Austen Day

“Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.” -Henry David Thoreau, Walden   source:goodreads.com,  image: pexel.com