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Harvest in the Dark

Late summer dinner:Ripeness collides with early night.  I slice tomatoes, each a mini sun, as crickets lay their sound bed down. Corn percolates in the boiling pot – Outside, velvet dark.  To stay good with the powers beyond, I notice the once-only moment, … Continue reading

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Slanting

Who knew, at the bend,a long slant sun would meet me, we’d eat a burst of tomatoes at night, already in shadow, a wall of sound, sonic cricketslike monks in saffron robes  lined from here to the mountains,soft, soft their silken … Continue reading

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September Song

September is a siren if there ever was one.   She is alluring, at once promising beginnings, promising fulfillment and signalling ends. She is the year in her ninth month.   As for beginnings, she gives birth to a new stage of … Continue reading

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There is a Free Lunch!

Staying in the Roussillon, in the south of France, you never have to go hungry.  You can gather your breakfast (and lunch) from the trees – golden glowing peaches, nectarines and apricots.  You can pick blackberries from brambles that drape … Continue reading

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