The Bright Descent
–-This poem reflects on an orchard after the harvest has been gathered, when empty branches, bruised windfalls, lingering insects, and abandoned ladders…
The Bright Descent
–-This poem reflects on fallen walnut hulls staining a garden walk in mid-autumn, where bruised fruit, foraging squirrels, and rain-darkened stone reveal…
The Bright Descent
–-This poem reflects on pumpkins in a field after autumn rain, where dark soil, lifted leaves, reflected sky, and the work of…
The Bright Descent
–-This poem reflects on crows feeding in a harvested cornfield, where their sudden flight, rough calls, and weight upon a fence wire…
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 First Turning
–-This poem reflects on grapes gathered in the cool hours of an early autumn morning, when dew, ripened fruit, and thinning leaves…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on sunflowers bowing beneath the weight of their seeds in early autumn, when flowers that followed the summer sun…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the first walnuts falling in early autumn, when their sudden knocks, bruised green husks, and the work of…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on pears ripening indoors as early autumn cools the garden, where fruit gathered from the tree continues to gather…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on windfall apples at the beginning of autumn, where harvest, loss, and the orchard’s unseen visitors share the sweetness…
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