October Lunes
October Lunes i. the dark, darker now— turn inward and autumn opens
ii. from the inside out the mountain beginning to rust iii. early morning cold— visible breath shrouds the landscape iv. a cloud deck’s edge struck neon red by the half-sunk sun v. autumn excavates memory within memory vi. electronic church bells gouge through the almost quiet vii. leaves, rain-pasted, light the pavement— walking home at dusk viii. long enough alone to know night is kind, company
Fantastic poem. I don’t rank them but this one has to be near the top
As I sit here, looking out at the blustery Michigan fall day, I feel exhilarated by your words. My general spirit lifted. Thank you for helping me see the world in such a way.