A.

“Autumn"

Again the wind
flakes gold-leaf from the trees
and the painting darkens—
as if a thousand penitents
kissed an icon
till it thinned
back to bare wood,
without diminishment.

The Paris ReviewIssue 109, Winter 1988”
― Jane Hirshfield

“I had discovered that I am the kind of person who cannot live comfortably, tolerably, on all-flat terrain. For the sake of inner equilibrium there has to be at least one mountain range on at least one of the four quarters of my horizon-and not more than a day’s walk away.”
― Edward Abbey, The Journey Home: Some Words in Defense of the American West

“It is also not the “end of nature” but, instead, the end of the illusion that we are outside nature. Dazzled by our own creations, we have forgotten that we are wholly embedded in a much older, more powerful world whose constancy we take for granted. As a species, we are much less flexible than we would like to believe, vulnerable to economic loss and prone to social unrest when nature—in the guise of Katrina, Sandy, or Harvey, among others—diverges just a little from what we expect.”
― Marcia Bjornerud, Timefulness: How Thinking Like a Geologist Can Help Save the World

“My home is full of hope and ghosts.”
― Joshua Whitehead, Jonny Appleseed