Enveloped, first draft 9/28/17 The fog began as something deadly, The kind that tentacles reach out from, The kind a person could disappear into. This is the dense air that Morning Glories thrive in- Diffused light shields fragility, They happily shy away from their vibrancy. On the highway we crawled our way forward,…
Tag: Autumn
October, 1938
One of my favorite months. My favorite season, my favorite flavors, and my favorite holiday. I wouldn’t be thinking about autumn if it weren’t for chronology. It simply was the newest month I needed to transcribe and write about. In now life, spring is beginning to wrap up and summer is on its way. And…
October, 1937
Things begin to change for Babu midway through this month. The dark cloud over her head mostly dissipates. Instead of statements about eating lunch alone, she writes about staying out late five nights in a row and things like this: Feel like a stranger in my own home since I’ve been out so much lately….
Septemeber, 1937
And just like that it’s autumn again. Babu writes: The leaves are just beginning to turn and the world is so alive and radiant. This is the swan song of fall. The month begins with her wish to be back at school. She goes to visit BPI and misses what must seem to her like…
Polyrhythm
Usually, all you have to do is put up a poem about Autumn and my attention is grabbed. However, this poem is also really, really good! Please go check out Elan Mudrow’s blog!
Autumn 1934
There’s condensation on the cars and a chill in the morning air today. And I think I may have seen some autumn colors at the side of the highway. The last of the blueberries are off of the bush but the tomatoes are going wild and the pumpkin vines are running away with themselves. The…
transcribingmemory 