Robert Gibbons: On the Autumnal Equinox, 2012

I walk alone a lot, but not today, what with it being the last day of summer, & seriously, the earth & nature know this, the mind of earth & nature very palpable at Times like these Equinoxes & Solstices, where slender wheatgrass waves goodbye, New England asters emerge to say hello, the entire ground becomes animated, & stones one’s stared at before suddenly take on a new life of their own, tossing several glances (Pound’s phanopoeia) as unheard words in order to enhance, give wealth to our poor existences, & their own.

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