October 9th
Bright beyond alarm,
a red barn wall
imprinted with the shadow
of a maple. October’s
slant light slices clean.
Dark portal—
I stare into it,
as if I could think
a thought
with such force
I might find myself
dropped on the other side of it.
"Bright beyond alarm" .... soo good.
"sLant Light sLices cLean" -- quintessentially something you do to such good effect. Something about those 'L's goes sheer through the mind.