BOOKS for October

Especially when the October wind (Some let me make you of autumnal spells, The spider-tongued, and the loud hill of Wales) With fists of turnips punishes the land, Some let me make you of the heartless words. The heart is drained that, spelling in the scurry Of chemic blood, warned of the coming fury. By…

BOOKS for October

  OCTOBER The crows above the forest call; Tomorrow they may form and go. O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow. Make the day seem to us less brief. Hearts not averse to being beguiled, Beguile us in the way you know. from “October” by Robert Frost      …

Why CROSSROADS is great — and why you should go

About this time last year I received a postcard in the mail that looked like this.  I’d kinda been stalking Crossroads for a couple of years (sorry, about those creepy collage letters, guys), but I hadn’t made the plunge to actually attend.  I live about 3 hours away, so the drive isn’t bad but it…