Goldengrove: Experimenting with video

I thought I would play with my camera and technology and see what it's like to put together a video. This is still rough and crude, but I like rough and crude.

  I've always liked Hopkins's poem and Vivaldi's music; and for visuals, it's hard to beat Meteorological Conditions:

Spring and Fall:
 to a Young Child

Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you 
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sorrow's springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What héart héard of, ghóst guéssed:
It is the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRLu2lKx0sQ