here

"The Lord has kept it there, you mean,"  Uncle Billy says, "I dont know ere a man that's touched hammer to it in twenty-five years."  William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

assured

"My destiny is assured whatever I do."  Andy Whitfield.

drawing in paint

like a bird

"I am like a bird without a branch to land on." said a man who's son had died to Jeffrey Brown of the PBS Newshour.

cold becomes the day

the sweetness of our lives

cold is our day

hush my love

I receive thee

to Massimo

twas

when I saw the rain come falling down

round my December days

November

misdoubtful

"It was nigh to midnight and it had set into rain when he woke us. It had been a misdoubtful night." William Faulkner

summer's first day

color becomes thee

Christmas morning

blue as the morning cold

a dancing day