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October 9, 2008
Autumn Unleashed (after the storm)
adapted from a poem I wrote last year
Dawn shrouded webs
drooping heavy
in dripping fog,
clinging sticky
in branches clinging
unexpected
undeterred.
Swooping black bird flock,
enmassed avian amoeba,
enfolding east
turning west
heading south,
undulating
unsettled.
Wind whipped maples,
brittle branches
setting free
leaves in fiery flight,
soaring sinking
unyoked
unwitnessed.
Fallen fruit,
bruised in patient
surrender to earth,
softening
in grassy lap
untethered
unforgotten.