THIS PALE PICTURE THAT WAS OUR HOUSE by Yutka

http://www.abctales.com/story/yutka/this-pale-picture-that-was-our-house
I was very happy not to have missed this.
I found it a very accomplished piece. With it's effortless seeming, mind clinging expressions ' 'creases in Autumn' -- to the sorrowful inducing feelings of loss without hope:
'for a future in tatters.
What's left is burnt'
The sole help, are the leftovers of the burning, which only eases that sense of loss:
'to still our weeping hunger'
My only gripe would be there isn't enough of it. It could be longer.
But very nice.
Chris