October

“As long at autumn lasts, I shall not

have hands, canvas, and colors enough

to paint the beautiful things I see.”
~ Vincent van Gogh

The work of the artist

     is to turn her rage

                    into flowers.

                  ~Audre Lorde

The air smelled of

woodsmoke,

of distances, and passing

time.

Frost glimmer on the

morning field. Crows

called across the

 pewter afternoons.

     ~James Carlos Blake