antidote some days I have to set it all down heart-gripping worry impatience with humans greedy short-sighted dismissive walk Blackberry Lane leaves turning red apples dotting the trees ripe autumn lights
exactly. The path I walk has no name; I named it, because for about a third of it, there is a stand of blackberries. And about twenty feet away from it is the apple orchard where my sister apple tree fruits. She's in a poem in "strange grace" nearish to the end. I love walking by her every day. I speak to her.
Yes, some days it's important for each of us, I think, to find and walk our own Blackberry Lane.
Time alone, when we can leave it all with the leaves...
exactly. The path I walk has no name; I named it, because for about a third of it, there is a stand of blackberries. And about twenty feet away from it is the apple orchard where my sister apple tree fruits. She's in a poem in "strange grace" nearish to the end. I love walking by her every day. I speak to her.
Yes indeed, Amrita! I appreciate having antidotes. 'heart gripping worry" is a concise and powerful way to state it. Thank you.
Thank you, Julie. Has our world simply gone crazy?
...and breathe.
Lovely, Amrita!