Monday, April 29, 2019

2534 : Crimson Children

Just bought (and I am genuinely excited with the promise of an urban meditation) Autumn Light by my favorite Pico Iyer. As part of the prelude I see this passage and I am indeed overwhelmed.....

"Tonight the crimson children are playing in the west", wrote Emily Dickinson in the fall of 1854, "and tomorrow will be colder."

And I think and think.........What would I give to meet Pico Iyer once? My life is short.

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