The stiltgrass that has taken over the garden bends low with dew, and I remember: these are the “autumn grasses” beloved of Basho and Buson.
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
The stiltgrass that has taken over the garden bends low with dew, and I remember: these are the “autumn grasses” beloved of Basho and Buson.
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I am so glad you are back to these morning poems! Thank you!
I agree with Susan. I look forward to Morning Porch every morning. They seem to center my day.
I’m glad. Thanks for reading. It would’ve been an opportune time to let the blog go, but I realized that as long as I still come back to Plummer’s Hollow and still sit outside to drink my coffee, there’s no reason not to keep it up. It’s a good way to warm up my writing muscles for the day, among other things.
(Just realized that the blog will be ten years old in November. Whoa.)