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Thursday, January 20, 2011

Writer's Workshop: Winter Roads

The snow is gone here.
Well, actually they say some might be coming today, but I doubt it...
I took these pics (last week) while driving my kids to their science class at the 4H center in the country.




The sad thing is that it's not really the country anymore.  
Suburbs are oozing out that way.  I noticed these woods, these sacred ones we always sigh when we go through (well, the kids are yelling "Go faster, it's the roller coaster part!" over the bumps) had a big FOR SALE sign in them. 
My heart dropped out of me, even without the bumps.  
On the way back I saw a HUGE red fox slink across the road and into the woods.
   My heart aches.

Made me feel like quoting the morose Miss Emily D...

There's a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons--
That oppresses, like the Heft,
Of Cathedral Tunes--


Heavenly Hurt, it gives us--
We can find no scar,
But internal difference,
Where the Meanings, are--


None may teach it--Any--
'Tis the Seal Despair--
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air--


When it comes, the Landscape listens--
Shadows--hold their breath--
When it goes, 'tis like the Distance
On the look of Death--

Emily Dickinson, Poem 258

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