It's warm as long as the sun does not set

Artist:  Todd Young

No snow yet,   but we just had our December full moon.

Here's a poem by W.S. Merwin:

 

"This is what I have heard

at last the wind in December

lashing the old trees with rain

unseen rain racing along the tiles

under the moon

wind rising and falling

wind with many clouds

trees in the night wind."

-   W. S. Merwin

artist:  Kate Green

Here's a poem by Czeslaw Milosz;

"The vineyard country, russet, reddish, carmine-brown in this season.

A blue outline of hills above a fertile valley.

It's warm as long as the sun does not set, in the shade cold returns.

A strong sauna and then swimming in a pool surrounded by trees.

Dark redwoods, transparent pale-leved birches.

In their delicate network, a sliver of the moon.

I describe this for I have learned to doubt philosophy

And the visible world is all that remains."

-   Czeslaw Milosz, December 1^st

 

artist: Lars Van Der Goor