The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the first cool wind arriving across a harvested field, revealing itself through silvered leaves, moving household objects, and…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the first fallen leaf at autumn’s edge, where a single mark of color makes the season’s quiet turning…
The Long Light
–-This poem reflects on the quiet clarity that follows a summer rain, when the world feels cooled, washed clean, and briefly made…
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