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…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on fallen fruit beneath a late summer orchard, where what escapes the harvest becomes nourishment for insects, soil, and…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on the charged abundance of high summer, where ripeness draws both beauty and danger into the same shaded moment.…
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