Now blue October, smoky in the sun...
I have loved this poem by Robert Nathan since I was a young girl, and every October like clockwork, the lines start running through my mind.
Sandy Brown Jensen
I am a retired writing instructor and faculty tech specialist from Lane Community College in Eugene, Oregon. I still teach and am also a photographer, poet, blogger and digital storyteller (short videos).
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Sandy Brown Jensen
I am a retired writing instructor and faculty tech specialist from Lane Community College in Eugene, Oregon. I still teach and am also a photographer, poet, blogger and digital storyteller (short videos).
Very cool blue sonnet lines in the rivers and on the lakes.
The words and visuals pull at my heartstrings too. Autumn has always been my favorite season, when my creativity is at its most intense and my energy at its peak. I remember at 100 Mile House I wanted to bolt off in ten directions at the same time as soon as the leaves began to turn. I’ve mellowed a bit since then, but not much. What a lovely poem, captures the essence of the season so well.
Poignant, in so many ways, here, now. 70th fall birthdays, passing of Laurence’s dear friend Annie Corson, memories welling up. And, creating anew, now. Ah! Thank you Sandy Brown Jensen. We see you.