Reply to this months IndieWeb carnival hosted by Alex on Cycles and fluctuations
This is a really fitting topic for an autumn month and a month so close to the end of the year!
I don't really have a solid vision of where this post is gonna go, just some general thoughts that could be connected to the topic. But since I haven't done the Carnival in a while (I had a short story planned that happened to really fit in with the topic last month, but of course I didn't get around to writing it) something may be better than nothing.
Here's an autumn poem to get it started:
While young, I knew no grief I could not bear,
I'd like to go upstair.
I'd like to go upstair
To write new verses, with a false despair.
I know what grief is now that I am old,
I would not have it told.
I would not have it told
But only say I'm glad that autumn's cold. The Ugly Page/ Picking Mulberries by Xin Qiji (this translation)
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