The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the first unmistakably cool night of early autumn, when pauses in the crickets’ song, the scent of fallen…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on a garden stone retaining the day’s warmth as autumn evening gathers, offering one final resting place for a…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the screen door as a seasonal threshold, where summer’s constant passage between house and garden gives way to…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on the unknowable last warm evening of summer, where an ordinary night becomes precious because endings often pass without…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on the final chorus of crickets before sunrise, marking the quiet handoff from night to morning in the gentle…
The Late Gold
–-This poem opens Book III by entering late summer, where the fierce brightness of high summer softens into golden light, reflection, and…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on the quiet contrast between the natural rhythms of a summer night and the solitary glow of a screen…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on night swimming as a form of release in high summer, where heat, darkness, and water meet in quiet…
The Long Light
–-This poem reflects on crickets after dark as the quiet music of a summer night, where sound gently takes the place of…
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