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Winter is Coming: Where are the bright lights

Winter is Coming: Where are the bright lights?

If you watch Game of Thrones or the 100, your viewing consciousness is filled with ominous warnings that “winter is coming.” Such a term signals that a certain brooding darkness is coming.  246 more words

Culture

Thanksgiving Sunday - North Saskatchewan River Valley - Edmonton, Alberta - 12 October 2014

All images © Hendrik Slegtenhorst

Music: J.S. Bach, Cantata BWV 62/1, Nun komm, der Heiden Heiland

Courtesy: Concentus Musicus Wien, dir. Nikolaus Harnoncourt

Hendrik Slegtenhorst

The Pastel Harvest of Autumn: Enjoy the softness, sedateness, and sanity

 The pastel harvest of Autumn: Enjoy the softness, sedateness, and sanity

We are surrounded and embedded within a color spectrum. Colors talk to us and we use colors to talk out loud and shout out (or perhaps whisper) our emotional states. 188 more words

Psychology

from Lady Midnight Songs of the Four Seasons: Autumn 5

Autumn’s cold, the window wide open.
A tilted moon fills the room with light.

It’s midnight, and nothing need be said:
just two smiles behind a gauze curtain.

translated by David Hinton

Poetry

from Lady Midnight Songs of the Four Seasons: Autumn 4

Autumn’s chill infuses crystalline wind.
A moon drifts heaven’s exquisite depths,

radiant. Lovely women ready winter robes,
ten thousand sticks beating frozen stone.

translated by David Hinton… 26 more words

Poetry

from Lady Midnight Songs of the Four Seasons: Autumn 3

Autumn night at the open window
makes bed-curtains float and sway.

I gaze up at the bright moon, send
such love a thousand radiant miles.

translated by David Hinton

Poetry

from Lady Midnight Songs of the Four Seasons: Autumn 2

Wild geese set out for their southlands,
and city-bred swallows wing northward.

If you’ve lost your way, my far-off love,
just follow the autumn wind back home.

translated by David Hinton

Poetry