Fall At Highbanks
Warmth has tilted south
Riverbank shale shares blackness
With a new moon’s face
Saw-edged elm leaves shake
Sprinkle streams with harmless shards
Yellow boats drift free
The odor of oak
Rough bark and rings around heart
Smoke from a chimney
Frost sows new clothing
Vines don a velvet jacket
Sun unzips it all
Cedar waxwings sing
From bare sycamore branches
Echoes stuff the gorge
Ice flavors the air
Soil will harden like amber
Clouds split like white quartz
ahhh, the present awareness of winter time.....
ReplyDeleteRebecca
"Sun unzips it all"! Perfect as I sit here watching the sun spread over ice-clad branches. All of it a wonderful, spare image of autumn.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite stanza: "Frost sows new clothing / Vines don a velvet jacket / Sun unzips it all". Fun to read aloud - glad to find your work via the Festival!
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Jade