‘Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height.' E. M. Forster
The childing autumn, angry winter, change
Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world,
By their increase, now knows not which is which.
I really like your painting the West Hampshire Nocturne. I like the crescent moon only a sliver with the tall trees and people out of an evening. Very nice.
Your quote from *A Midsummer Night's Dream* is certainly timely. Sandy has been a most unpleasant October Surprise here in the States. Beloved New York is besieged. Your poem is a welcome reminder of ... last week. Thanks.