“The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief.” ― From

Loving and Leaving them for 30 years
“The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief.” ― From
“Walking, ideally, is a state in which the mind, the body, and the world are aligned, as though they were three characters finally in conversation