"It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it, right? And this bag was like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things, and... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video's a poor excuse. But it helps me remember... and I need to remember... Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in." -- Ricky Fitts, American Beauty


And now for one of mine...

the leaves

The leaves
They fly left
They fly right
Strange, like messengers
The autumn left behind
Barren limbs echo the hollow cry
Of the chill in the orchard
Nights grow short
Dreams break off before they end
The days get colder
One more leaf let’s go, and
Then another takes to the wind
Each day the absent grow
More numerous as the snow begins to fall
Leaving limbs barren and frozen
Alone

- Hugh Melrose...