Father of Lights

As the seasons change, so does the light. At my home across from a cornfield, we’ll soon have flaming sunsets and orange moons, thanks to all the dust from the harvest in the air. Inside, I’ve started enjoying candlelight from spice-scented candles, and I’ve begun turning on lamps in the early evening.  Soon, the nights… Continue reading Father of Lights

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Poetry: Autumn into Winter

Autumn into Winter When the glow of sunset gold Highlights curves of rain-damp roads When the logs lie split and seasoned In their loose-stacked rambling rows When the corn is long cut down Stalks the shade of palest bone   Then a thinner wind blows in Surges swift across bare fields Then leaves that cling… Continue reading Poetry: Autumn into Winter