“Stealth”, Howard Stein
It’s heading into midsummer. So, the perfect time to post a short poem about autumn. “Stealth” by Howard Stein (who has an interesting bio)captures the transitory, and elusive, nature of…
Poca favilla gran fiamma seconda
It’s heading into midsummer. So, the perfect time to post a short poem about autumn. “Stealth” by Howard Stein (who has an interesting bio)captures the transitory, and elusive, nature of…
In winter, summer seems impossible. In summer, so does winter.
Perhaps it would be better to say that I saw the first butterflies I had noticed this Spring. The unassuming Small Tortoiseshell was the butterfly in question, and like the…
Last September I posted eerie photos of the dried up bed of the Clashawley River at Fethard. As contrast, here are some February photos showing the river in good flow:
Back during the summer heatwave I included Arnold Bax’s “Summer Music” in a seasonally appropriate playlist. Here via YouTube is a piece for this season: Bax himself disavowed programmatic…
Winter seems a long time ago in summer, summer seems a long time away in winter.