To pick up the thread, I posted the Buson haiku below and then thanks to Hurricane Sandy, I never talked about it.
This being alone
may even be a kind of happy
autumn dusk.
-Haiku by Buson
This was one of the poems I was reading after losing power. When the summer leaves and the year starts to fall emotions can go dark places, even before anybody realized the effects the storm had, the general mood wasn't good. So I started looking for palms that might help.
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