An Arden Season

Mia has a habit of grabbing my mind and flying away with it. I frequently find myself lost in contemplation after reading her beautiful posts. She combines stunning poetry with thought-provoking images, quotes and music to create a powerful and often surreal atmosphere that I love. I am under no illusion about the time and effort that she invests into each post – every word earns its place and complements the whole with precision and grace. Out of many fine pieces, this one reverberates with me on a whole other level. Mia’s site – Copper Cranes – is an amazing place and well worth a visit. I hope this rocks your world the way it did mine. Enjoy 🙂

Copper Cranes

Greta Garbo Poster, Paris, 1932 — Photographer Ilse Bing

An Arden Season

Tempest, you are as death
Autumn’s diminished smoke;
Leaves the eve of winter
Fragile and bitter.
I wait for the thaw
Of resurrection in hope;
Let not temptation malign me
In tepid thought of naught.
Temperament of the heart
Fickle, full of folly;
Its pain, resilient
Holding to the last
Burr of love unfounded:
The sweetness of pepper
And the sting of salt.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones      Deprive

Wolf Larsen — “Kitchen Door”

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