It started
as a fire outside
in January
to warm cold hands

But the same fire
in dry midsummer grass
was devastating

#Poetry #Art #Writing

It started
as a fire outside
in January
to warm cold hands

But the same fire
in dry midsummer grass
was devastating

#Poetry #Art #Writing

when I breathe in the scent
of the mandarin orange blossoms
that await the fifth month,
I recall the fragrance of the sleeves
of one I loved long ago
五月待つ 花橘 香をかげば
昔の人の 袖の香ぞする

-Anonymous. Kokin Wakashū (古今集), Summer 139.
#Japan #tachibana #poetry #Kyoto

Autumn has arrived. 🍂 Listen to a reading of Robert Frost’s "Gathering Leaves" — a quiet meditation on raking, repetition, and the season’s small joys.

🍁 For more, hear New Hampshire, Frost’s Pulitzer Prize-winning collection, read in full by LibriVox volunteers.
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#poetry #autumn