Labels: autumn, dc blogs, emily dickinson, nature, seasons, The Washington Post
posted by Washington Cube at 11:19 PM
"September's Baccalaureate"...love this. Up here in upper northern California, I am still looking for a little of that fall magic. Yesterday, we hit 110 degrees. Today, the same is expected. The weather scammers keep promising a cooling trend but I don't think we've been under 100 for 2-3 weeks.Please, oh, please...a send "a dissembling Breeze." Nice to read you again.
I love that - the end of September is certainly starting to feel that way.
Ronda and Cyndy: I've been writing in a private journal, and on other websites, trying to get some type of foothold--without success, but their readers love my comments. Sigh.I've written a few pieces for Cube to release this coming week. More to follow. I am up-to-date on my writing now--even wrote a few poems.So back to Cube. Thanks for reading.
I can't decide, Cube, whether to sing the poem to "Yellow Rose of Texas" or to the theme of "Gilligan's Island"T-manPS For Fall I always think of Justin Hayward's song "Forever Autumn" from Jeff Wayne's "War of the Worlds".
You scared the Bejesus out of me, T. I couldn't think what you were referring to, at first. Whew.
I hope your other projects will soon get the appreciation that they undoubtedly deserve! In the meantime it is always a treat when you post something here.And HaHa, T-man! Either song would work, although this might be a case where setting the words to music might actually detract or at least distract from their meaning.
You have to watch T, Cyndy...he's a sharp one.
Don't encourage the T, Cube. He may burst out with pun after groan-inducing pun. We don't want that, do we?Emily had a keen sense of humour, and I think she'd laugh at the pairing of ridiculous music with her poetry. -- grince
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