Tag Archives: Fields of Gold

“Nothing Gold Can Stay”

Sometimes gold is everlasting and sometimes it touches down to earth and then disappears into darkness. Sunsets lately have featured bursts of blinding  gold that quickly dissipate to orange and into black.   I often watch them while touching the … Continue reading

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Gold and Silver Apples

Lately, as I have pondered assorted metal hues, my far-away daughter has been taking photographs steeped in gold. Just as Fields of Gold has a lovely version sung in a female voice; Yeats’ Song of Wandering Aengus (which is in fact a … Continue reading

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