Through the window by my desk I can see that our backyard garden is crashing. Vibrant summer greens are now tinged with yellow and brown. Hollyhocks bend toward the ground in graceful curves; tired sunflower heads droop. Yet shafts of early-autumn sunlight illumine beauty in the bean stands and potato vines. Work remains to be … Continue reading “If I Could Tell You” – W. H. Auden’s Hopeful Whisper in the Dark