Autumn

Music, Nature, Art, Photography, Gardening, Cooking, Yoga, Playing Dress Up, History, Green Design & Sustainability, Literature. You know and I know and Thee know, that as the yellow shade rips, as the cat leaps wild-eyed, as the old bartender leans on the wood, as the hummingbird sleeps - You know and I know and thee know as the tanks practice on false battlefields, as your tires work the freeway, as the midget drunk on cheap bourbon cries alone at night, as the bulls are carefully bred for the matadors, as the grass watches you, and the trees watch you, as the sea holds creatures vast and true - You know and I know and thee know the sadness and the glory of two slippers under a bed, the ballet of your heart dancing with your blood, young girls of love who will someday hate their mirrors overtime in hell, lunch with sick salad - You know and I know and thee know the end as we know it now, it seems such a lousy trick after the lousy agony, but - You know and I know and thee know the joy that sometimes comes along out of nowhere, rising like a falcon moon across the impossibility - You know and I know and thee know the cross-eyed craziness of total elation, we know we finally have not been cheated - You know and I know and thee know as we look at our hands, our feet, our lives, our way - the sleeping hummingbird, the murdered dead of armies, the sun that eats you as you face it- You know and I know and thee know we will defeat death. -Charles Bukowski