'as imperceptibly as grief
the summer lapsed away, -
too imperceptible, at last,
to seem like perfidy.
a quietness distilled,
as twilight long begun,
or nature, spending with herself
sequestered afternoon.
the dusk drew earlier in,
the morning foreign shone, -
a courteous, yet harrowing grace,
as guest who would be gone.
and thus, without a wing,
or service of a keel,
our summer made her light escape
into the beautiful.'
~ emily dickinson
happy autumnal equinox.
working on a fall garland tutorial to share with you...
