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Saturday, December 29, 2012

Each Season Has Its Own Images...

(p. 24, The Tale of Murasaki by Liza Dalby.)

"I had come to feel that there are moments when our hearts latch on to some aspect of nature with special intensity.  The burning hue of the sky when the sun sets behind a bare-branched tree in autumn resonates in our hearts with the lonely resplendence of dying beauty.  This is why a poet uses the image of sunset to burn autumn into his poem--sunset is the essence of autumn."

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