November Leaves, for Emmy Really, it’s not up to leaves alone to fallit is a collective agreement by November life becomes aboutwhat to hold onto & how life becomes a story of precision maintenancein preparation for an ultimate letting goan understanding of the shift into a quietdeeper existence for a time & so leaves do… Continue reading Poem 321 – November Leaves
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Poem 311 – This day, the raking
This day, the raking raking leaves under the giant maple that dropped themunder a plate of blue sky so blue my blues leftleaving blues leaves falling giant maple roots under medropped thoughts clearing the ruckus of mind mindingthe tender afternoon warmth scarf unwrapped droppedon the peeling porch tender clearings showing age – this autumn day… Continue reading Poem 311 – This day, the raking
VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 