Walking the Tightrope of Autumn

Balance loses its safety when autumn comes. The big harvest moon that spotlights the sky also shows us we are in a world that is not so easy to travel where trees give up their leaves and birds flurry to get ready to flight. The dark starts to close us in to the cold cave of winter. There is beauty in the muting of colors. But it lasts too long, we find. Crisp air and cold feet in the softness of
sleep. We taste the cider and the last corn and dream our long, long dreams where witches shriek in pleasure of their bumpy rides.

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About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!
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