Late Autumn
by Elizabeth ReningerOriginal Language English
as if drawing his
lost leaves back
up to naked
branches
the maple's quiet
silhouette pulls orange
silk from a waking
horizon
pauses here
with you on the cusp
of dawn then with a single
cardinal bursts
into a fire of song ...
-- from And Now the Story Lives Inside You, by Elizabeth Reninger |
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