autumn visitors to my flock

never flitting, still are sitting

back in eight grade, i memorized the entire poem "the raven" by edgar allen poe and recited it to my language arts class. dressed all in black with dramatic dark eye make-up, a pasty white powdered face and deep red liptick, it was quite a performance. i remember feeling super artsy and cool. how i wish for a video of that day.

as i look at our new visitors, i can't help but think back to that poem. not so ominous, but as i eat at the dining room table, i will keep waiting for one of them to croak, "nevermore."

see my flickr photos for a more detailed look.


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