graves-winter

October 7, 2025

The posture of the tree
Shows the prevailing wind;
And ours, long misery
When you are long unkind.

But forward, look, we lean—
Not backward as in doubt—
And still with branches green
Ride our ill weather out.

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“Well you know I wonder, it could be love running towards my life with its arms up yelling let’s buy it what a bargain!“

Anne Carson | “Short Talk on Aeroplane Takeoff”

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