November 2022
“I wore the scent of weather inside / my body like a sacred love.” — Sneha Subramanian Kanta
Read More November 2022Tag: flowers
October 2022
“October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!” — Rainbow Rowell
Read More October 2022September 2022
“Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul… but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October.” — Peggy Toney Horton
Read More September 2022July 2022
“July, that lovely hell, all
velvet dresses and drapes
stuffed into a hot little hole.”
— Laura Kasischke
June 2022
“In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.” — Steinbeck
Read More June 2022May 2022
“At last came the golden month of the wild folk–honey-sweet May, when the birds come back, and the flowers come out, and the air is full of the sunrise scents and songs of the dawning year.” ― Samuel Scoville Jr.,
Read More May 2022April 2022
When bullying April bruised mine eyes
With sleet-bound appetites and crude
Experiments of green, I still was wise
And kissed the blossoming rod.
– Cecil Day-Lewis
March 2022
March is such a fickle month. It is the seam between winter and spring—though seam suggests an even hem, and March is more like a rough line of stitches sewn by an unsteady hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t know what you’ll find, until you step outside. – V. E. Schwab
Read More March 2022February 2022
“Why, what’s the matter,
That you have such a February face,
So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?”
― William Shakespeare
January 2022
“I blink January’s lashes
and gush down December’s cheeks”
― Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
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