Nov. 26, 2013: The bare ground is giving way to snow. Our lives are changing and slowing down as the landscape freezes into place. During the gray days of fall, before the snow came and illuminated our lives, I was reminded of Edgar Allen Poe’s writing. He seemed to completely understand darkness and ruminating. Just how I feel in fall, as the days shorten, the skies cloud over and the air feels damp. Below are some passages from his poetry.
....A route obscured and lonely Haunted by ill angles only. from Dreamland ...This land of Eldorado?" Over the mountains of the Moon, Down the Valley of Shadow. from Eldorado ...Deep into that darkness peering, long stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token. from the Raven