Monthly Archives: September 2004

Cruel earth, gentle sky

There is a quiet in the air today. I love fall — it has a pensiveness that speaks of great distances. There is a shedding and a forgetting, as well as a preparation. All speaks to past and future, while offering a gentle, enveloping presence. It is a good time to write. This fall, however, is also a hard time to write. There seems to be a national vindictiveness in the air, and it makes me angry and frustrated. Yet […]