poetry

Dust of Snow
By Robert Frost

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Dust of Snow

Life is poetry in motion #hopecore

do it now before the spark goes cold later becomes never and regret grows old

Work is love made visible.

—Kahlil Gibran

I have to agree with this line from Khalil Gibran, in The Prophet.

Once

when I was young

I had a turtle.

Turtles were my favorite.

He died early.

The amateur's tragedy.

To care

about something

before knowing how

to care

for it.

—Ethan Anderson, 2024