January 13, 2017

Be not defeated by the rain, Nor let the wind prove your better. Succumb not to the snows of winter. Nor be bested by the heat of summer.

—Kenji Miyazawa


January 6, 2017

Today we woke up to a revolution of snow, Its white flag waving over everything, The landscape vanished, Not a single mouse to punctuate the blankness.

—Billy Collins


December 30, 2016

With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin, Without any doubting or quiddit, He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn’t be done, and he did it.

—Edgar Guest


December 23, 2016

I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


December 16, 2016

On the first day of winter, the earth awakens to the cold touch of itself. Snow knows no other recourse except This falling, this sudden letting go.

—Laura Lush


December 9, 2016

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas Ev’rywhere you go, There’s a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well, It’s the sturdy kind that doesn’t mind the snow.

—Meredith Willson


December 2, 2016

I have been one acquainted with the night I have walked out in rain — and back in rain I have out-walked the furthest city light.

—Robert Frost


November 25, 2016

This morning I ask only The blessing of the crayfish, The beautitude of the birds; To wear the skin of the bear In my songs; To work like a man with my hands.

—Joseph Bruchac


November 18, 2016

Twisting, turning through the air Till all the trees stand stark and bare. Exhausted, drop to earth below To wait, like children, for the snow.

—Elsie N. Brady


November 11, 2016

Pressed between yellow leaves of a book that has never been opened. And the way up is the way down, the way forward is the way back.

—T. S. Eliot


November 4, 2016

Elections belong to the people. It’s their decision. If they decide to turn their back on the fire and burn their behinds, then they will just have to sit on their blisters.

—Abraham Lincoln


October 28, 2016

Mornings crisp as carrot sticks With trees the tone of chimney-bricks; The sun sets, brilliant tangerine, As pumpkins grin for Halloween.

—Daniel Waters


October 21, 2016

A dried leaf crumbles at a touch, But I have seen many Autumns With herons blowing like smoke Across the sky.

—Amy Lowell


October 14, 2016

Everyone of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal, pouring off every page like it was written in my soul from me to you.

—Bob Dylan


October 7, 2016

Listen! The wind is rising, And the air is wild with leaves, We have had our summer evenings, Now for October eves!

—Humbert Wolfe


September 30, 2016

White-fingered star, a little, childish thing, The busy needle of her light to bring, And stitch, and stitch, upon the dead day’s shroud.

—E.E. Cummings


September 23, 2016

There is a harmony In autumn, and a lustre in its sky, Which through the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had not been!

—Percy Bysshe Shelley


September 16, 2016

By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.

—Helen Hunt Jackson


September 2, 2016

So here’s an end of roaming On eves when autumn nighs: The ear too fondly listens For summer’s parting sighs, And then the heart replies.

—A.E. Housman


August 19, 2016

The high horses of the sea broke their white riders On the walls that held and counted the hours The wind lasted.

—Carl Sandburg


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