Something Wonderful

Here’s a lovely poem that seems to catch just the feeling of summer as it passes:

Indian Summer

From gold to gray
Our mild sweet day
Of Indian summer fades too soon;
But tenderly
Above the sea
Hangs, white and calm, the hunter’s
moon.

In its pale fire
The village spire
Show’s like the zodiac’s spectral lance;
The painted walls
Whereon it falls,
Transfigured stand in marble trance!

John Greenleaf Whittier

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I am a writer and this is a motivational blog designed to help both writers and aspiring writers to push to the next level. Key themes are peak performance, passion, overcoming writing roadblocks, juicing up your creativity, and the joys of writing.
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