You can never get a good cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
— C.S. Lewis
The north wind advanced
changing the edge
of our season —
autumn’s true fall,
the covering of summer’s
sun by the blustering wind
that somehow settles us
to cozy feelings,
and I hold to an image —
dancing candle flames,
my favorite blanket,
a treasured book,
and an evening
lost in its pages.
—C.L. Fisher, October 2021
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Poetic Meanderings 