The First Turning
At the Cider Press
–-This poem reflects on the autumn ritual of pressing apples, where the orchard’s gathered fruit becomes cider while the scents, sounds, and…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the autumn ritual of pressing apples, where the orchard’s gathered fruit becomes cider while the scents, sounds, and…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on an apple orchard in late summer, where the promise of spring has ripened into fruit and the quiet…
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