First Leaf
by Lia Purpura October 5, 2009
That yellow
was a falling off,
a fall
for once I saw
coming—
it could
in its stillness
still be turned from,
it was not
yet ferocious,
its hold drew me,
was a shiny switchplate
in the otherwise dark,
rash, ongoing green,
a green so hungry
for light and air that
part gave up,
went alone,
chose to leave,
and by choosing
embellishment
got seen.
2 comments:
i love sarah orme
Didn't you hear (or see) Fall ended today and Winter started, your blog is already out of date, but tastefully out of date
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