“…Come; let’s treat our memories

To a slow, autumn afternoon

Drip-dripping from the golden trees

Like honey from a giant spoon…”

— Janet Martin

Head over to the Porch. You’re in for a treat.


image credit: Janet Martin



On an autumn evening

“On an autumn evening one remembers more of childhood than at any other time of year…”

— from THE INNOCENT by Graham Greene

Love it when words jump off the page and punch you in the gut.