The Bright Descent
–-This poem reflects on traveling beneath trees at the height of autumn color, where falling leaves, harvested fields, and one leaf carried…
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 the orchard ladder at the close of harvest, where the work of gathering fruit gives way to fading…
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 Bright Descent
–-This poem reflects on autumn rain deepening the color of maple and sumac leaves even as it loosens them from the branches,…
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 maples changing along a familiar country road, where passing traffic, glimpses of harvested fields, and leaves settling on…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on a field changing from summer green to autumn bronze, where seed heads, wind, grasshoppers, and the last evening…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on squirrels gathering walnuts in early autumn, where stained paws, a hidden cache, and split green husks reveal the…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on mushrooms appearing beneath an elm after autumn rain, where their overnight arrival, a snail’s silver trail, and a…
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