3 May 2011: Don't you love it when the world around you narrates poetry?

Ezra Pound
Now as the winter rains begin in earnest in Cape Town, every morning on my drive to school I watch the wet trees and the last of the autumn leaves and I wish that there was a sister poem to Ezra Pounds "In a Station of the Metro" just for autumn.


In a Station of the Metro


The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
petals on a wet, black bough. 


Ezra Pound


The rich auburns of the maple and Plains Trees stand out against the black, wet bark of the trees.  Too beautiful. And then in 4 months I will be saluting the fine pink and lilac petals, poised so delicately against the wet bark. It is a beautiful, fragile world we live in, and we all need to be a little kinder to it, to each other, and to ourselves.


So be kind, to the world around you.
Be kind to others.
Be kind to yourself.