The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on the first cooler mornings of late summer, when the season remains abundant but the body quietly senses that…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on a meadow wrapped in early morning fog, where late summer begins the day with softness, quiet, and gentle…
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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