November 2011
27 posts
autumn mountains
one by one
the evening falls
– Issa (via yama-bato)
Listen…
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves,...
– Adelaide Crapsey, “November Night” (via proustitute)
Poetry is what you find
in the dirt in the corner,
overhear on the bus, God...
– Elizabeth Alexander, from “Ars Poetica #100: I Believe” (via proustitute)