Thursday, October 18, 2012
Sweetgum leaves here and here, if you're clicking, but I hope you can go for a walk with the leaves. And here is a beautiful floating tulip poplar leaf at the blog of Joel Gillespie.
I think I'm a little sad, too, because I finished Valis, by Philip K. Dick--wonderful, hilarious, dark, and full of knowledge about ancient religions & extraterrestrials. And human nature.
Quoting him from the official website:
"The core of my writing is not art but truth. Thus what I tell is the truth, yet I can do nothing to alleviate it, either by deed or explanation. Yet this seems somehow to help a certain kind of sensitive troubled person, for whom I speak. I think I understand the common ingredient in those whom my writing helps: they cannot or will not blunt their own intimations about the irrational, mysterious nature of reality, &, for them, my corpus is one long ratiocination regarding this inexplicable reality, an integration & presentation, analysis & response & personal history."
Uh oh. This probably means I am "a certain kind of sensitive troubled person" but one who enjoys commas around an ampersand. And bright yellow leaves.
Synchronicity update: new issue (Nurture) of Glasschord just went up, with 4 of my poems in it, some about golden leaves. Much to see, read, and listen to in this and all issues of Glasschord!