November 12

“The woods is shining this morning

Red, gold and green, the leaves

Lie on the ground, or fall

Or hang full of light in the air still.”

~ from “Grace” by Wendell Berry

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The woods is shining this morning

A little bit less from above

A little bit more from below

First hard frost causing the inversion

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Red, gold, and green the leaves

Have finally fallen carpeting

The lawn and last year’s leaves

The gold standing out, gleaming

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Lie on the ground, or fall

Into the soft piles of leaves

Surrounded by colors, engulfed

By the scent of transition

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Or hang full of light in the air still

From branches you’ve climbed to see

The leaves from afar, like you could

When they clung to the canopy

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(A Glosa Poem) inspired by

Grace” by Wendell Berry

May 12

(Inspired by) Sunset by Stella Elkins Tyler 1938

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Just out of bed she receives some bad news

Devastated she collapses wholly

Deflated she takes the shape of her chair

Sinking deeply until she disappears

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Slowly she inflates breathing in deeply

Emerging from the cracks of the cushions

Spine strengthening heart hardening, healing

Soul searching, not looking for answers.

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Answers will not change what is the present

Without questions and without answers she

Pulls herself up into her new today

Moving her breath through her new body

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It’s the best she can do, breathe in, breathe out

Emerging, strengthening, moving, healing.

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( A Lannet Poem)