Tag: Poetry

There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood

There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood

Bliss by name and bliss by nature. Today I’m reading poetry. Words, poetry, and the elements, are musical to me. As musical as music, but more calming, more free. Nature writers like William Bliss Carman combine all these. Take this poem for example, and consider […]

Two Nights in the Garden in May I’ve Spent. #thatcuriousloveofgreen

Two Nights in the Garden in May I’ve Spent. #thatcuriousloveofgreen

Two nights in the garden in May I’ve spent, From haze of sunset, until a full bright moon appeared over the tree tops. I thought the birds would break their hearts with singing. The garden is an amphitheatre. It is the venue, the audience, and […]