Of red leaves strewn like tickets to a rained-out concert. Seven palindromic days of sogginess and lethargy when all one could do was stare out a rain-streaked window and write rhyming couplets in the condensation. This same poet once told me that her cat, William, writes most of her best poems. So what if the definitive dissertation on metempsychosis in English romantic poetry was written in the late s by one Wilfred Dowden?
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He was squirming in a mechanical swing, dressed in a sock, still scowling from his amphibious assault on the world. No matter what ill-considered piercings or lizard sleeve tattoos we acquire over the years, we never outdo that first metamorphosis from water creature to land animal. It occurred to me that this child, born one week ago, has never seen the sun. For him, the rain has always been falling, the wind always howling.
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Just imagine the romantic poem he could write. If only he had some words to work with rather than the wet leaves that stir and scatter in sudden gusts behind his eyes. At one point, he opened his pursed mouth and I thought maybe, if he was Milton or Dante returned, some verse might emerge. The Season of the Soul October. I love to take long Sunday morning walks in October when the wind is crisp and the leaves are tumbling down and every 20 feet or so you have to step over the viscera of a shattered pumpkin.
This morning I was almost run over. I was distracted by a dozen crows screaming in an oak tree. It might have been a crow funeral they do that. Anyway, an ultramarine minivan blew through a stop sign they do that and missed my foot by a foot.
Afterward, I spent a long time fiddling with my iPod, trying to find a song for the occasion of not being flattened. Nietzsche had an autumn problem.
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For ten years he wandered Europe like a hypochondriac Goldilocks looking for a warm, but not humid, autumnal climate. He finally settled on Turin, whose impeccable grid of paved streets allowed him to take walks despite his failing eyesight. Of course, it was on one of these morning walks that Nietzsche encountered a broken-down carthorse being whipped.
He flung his arms around the animal, sobbed violently, and never regained his sanity. Just some roses on their deathbeds.
Just the sun, low in the sky, sliding its meager warmth like a final offer face down across a table. But I do keep thinking of that close call, and how my ancestors, every last forefather and foremother, survived without exception to bear children, and how those children in turn survived to bear children—an unbroken chain of human beings who never ate the wrong berry, who never missed the snake in the grass, who never misjudged the strength of a branch or their own strength in the waves, who were never the friend drowned in the creek but always the friend who ran home dripping to tell about it, who were never the mourned, always the mourning, forever, all the way back, pin balanced on pin, the ultimate winning streak, the inconceivable, astonishing luck of it.
It made me think of Howard Nemerov, who claimed that the difference between prose and poetry was the difference between rain and snow one falls, one flies. Maybe poetry is just prose dropped from a loftier height, the words crystalizing on the way down. I try not to brood too much over such things. Yury Nikitkin was a year-old Russian man who loved literature. Reality is getting confused with acting. The story is filled with conflicts. With one girl murdered and another missing, both in the same acting company, and within hours of each other, logic says the two would be connected.
However, none of the suspects that seem to multiply every hour appear to have motive for both. She finds herself torn between protecting her family and helping a friend--hopefully in time to save a life.
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I liked Autumn's quirky preference to go barefoot. I worried about her choice of a black sweatshirt over cargo pants, but I reasoned that she must be adorable to have two men competing for her. Because it was intriguing, as were the characters, I read this book much quicker than usual. Jun 03, R. Okay, I'm officially hooked again. I love that Autumn isn't your typical damsel in distress and certainly isn't afraid to show her own backbone. Shannon has definitely grown on me as well.
Feel a little bad for Jake, but not too much after his ex showing up the last time around. A little surprised at Autumn's sudden insistence that she never use her gift again after being so determined to use it prior. Perhaps some ne Okay, I'm officially hooked again. Perhaps some new caution and a little more determination to keep her family separate from ongoing investigations, yes, but outright denial of her own willful nature is not like our usual heroine.
Guess having Destiny on the scene really shook her up more than usual. This new reluctance certainly won't help with Tawnia still in denial about her own gifts and their next adventure setting up to face their own father, who likely passed the gifts on to them in the first place. Interesting to learn that they are far more like their hated father in the long run than the mother they both idolized. Hopefully the extended family connection continues to improve and give the girls more closure.
Oct 24, Robyn rated it liked it. I picked this book up at the library sale on a whim. I had read some of Rachel's earlier books and they were OK so I wanted to give this one a try. WOW I was blown away. So it is no Charles Dickens but it was so much more than I expected. The plot was complicated, not only was there a missing person to find, and a murder to solve but the main character was also trying to discover her past and decide between two men she was interested in.
Yet each plot line was fully developed and I was satisfied I picked this book up at the library sale on a whim. Yet each plot line was fully developed and I was satisfied with the ending.
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Autumn Rain can touch objects and relive the feelings, thoughts and sights of the people who have touched them. The police use her to help solve mysteries. No sex some kissing , Some violence fighting, shooting , no language. Jun 12, Sherilynn Green rated it it was amazing. Third in series. The Autumn Rain series books are awesome, If you like adventurous crime solving mystery sleuthing sprinkled with romance you'll love this series. Rachel Ann Nunes is an author whose books you can truly get lost in. Her characters come alive and you feel like you know them intimately.
I highly recommend her books. Fourth book in the Autumn Rain Series line of fire is another hit. I love this series and recommend it to all who love mystery sleuthing. The fifth book in the series is Third in series. The fifth book in the series is expected to be released sometime in August of , it's entitled Blinded and I can't wait.
It's so fun to find good authors and Rachel Ann Nunes has definitely been added to my most favorite author list. Can't wait until August. Jan 02, Katie W rated it really liked it Shelves: mystery-suspense. Autumn Rain has an unusual gift, as does her twin sister.
They set out to discover their roots, to see if these gifts are hereditary. On an unrelated note, they also get caught up in a murder mystery at a local theater, when a friend of Autumn's sister goes missing and a body is discovered--not the girl they're looking for. Autumn is a strong character. She marches to her own beat as shown in her shoeless appearance, organic eating habits, and obsession with herbs and antiques. Her sister, who wa Autumn Rain has an unusual gift, as does her twin sister.
Her sister, who was raised by another family, is so completely different, yet similar. By the sounds of it, another book is in the works. Feb 07, Lisa rated it did not like it Shelves: fiction-lds , not-recommended. I got 58 pages in and gave up--although I liked the two earlier books in the "Autumn Rain" series. This one assumed that I remembered those two books better than I do, and jumped quickly into melodramatic plot points without the character or relationship development that usually sustains me through that tendency in some LDS fiction.
I can just hear someone telling the author, "All that exposition just weighs down the plot" and "you have to hook the reader on the first page. This begins, at least, like a comic book complete with superheroine and "Bam! Mar 05, Kari rated it it was ok. I really love the Autumn Rain series, but this one was disappointing. Nunes didn't move along the relationship issues with Shannon and Jake, just stalled throughout the book until the end, and then still left everything unresolved.