Autumn by the Shores of Sga:nyodai:yoh’

Considering all that’s going on around here – the relentless, undeclared war of an imperial presidency, spiteful attacks on the freedom of the press, unlawful withholding of Congressional funds, presidential profiteering, blatant efforts to rig the upcoming elections, skyrocketing prices, and so on – one might wonder why I’ve made the executive order that changed … Read more Autumn by the Shores of Sga:nyodai:yoh’


The Odd Uneven Time

I’ve borrowed (stolen, ripped off, plagiarized) the title above from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. The mistress of confessional poetry coined the phrase in reference to another season entirely – August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. – but, for me, her … Read more The Odd Uneven Time


The Heart of the Harvest Season

Those who know me, know I harbor a grudge against Thanksgiving. Whoa – hang on – ¡manténganse tranquilos! I do know what month it is. This isn’t an old blog from a bygone November I re-posted by accident (or on accident, as they say these days). I am here to talk about the autumnal equinox. … Read more The Heart of the Harvest Season


Autumn Leaves #3

Mostly I come up with my own titles.  Today, I’m just jumping on the bandwagon. Autumn Leaves the Elder (first to penetrate my consciousness) is the latest post from unironedman, a blog you should absolutely be reading. If you’re not yet subscribed, that italicized bit is a link, so go do yourself a favor.  In … Read more Autumn Leaves #3


In Lieu of a Hug

Marking the heart of the harvest season (in this hemisphere, at least), the autumn equinox should be our Thanksgiving holiday.  That’s my contention, anyway.  Apples, grapes, blackberries, beans, ‘taters-precious, summer barley all ripe for picking and reaping . . . lots to be grateful for. This is also when the Wheel turns to the dark … Read more In Lieu of a Hug