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  • My Body is Full of Waiting

    My Body is Full of Waiting

    My body is full of waitingThat heaviness in my chestIs it autumn—?The falling, the dying, the preparingLike squirrels bulking upwhile their arboreal homes slim downAn exchange of energyA filling up and letting go—Something good will come And take my place

  • In the Fall

    In the Fall

    In the fall I often getsentimental.As the light changes–clarity–I think of other timesthe light wasjust so.A lifetime of autumns,each bringing a newlife change, new aspirations andinspirations–Tonight I threw awaythe baby’s bassinet–the baby who was, replacednow by a boy who will change, too, leaveand return, like autumn,like the trees.

  • Leaves in Flight

    Leaves in Flight

    Oh to be an oak leaf dancing on a November wind, flying high toward the clouds, then tumbling gracefully down again to do-si-do and cha-cha with sister leaves, furiously twirling together, then slipping away, landing quietly on a rooftop somewhere before jumping up for another round! What joy–what freedom! –after a lifetime of clinging tightly…

  • Sitting Among the Falling Leaves

    Sitting Among the Falling Leaves

    The trees did sway In the breeze this way And that. And the leaves Did drop to the ground, Fall all around where I sat– The green and the brown, The red, orange and gold, They plummeted down– Like birds, so bold!– One landed on top of my hat.