Tag Archives: Autumn

October Blues (and other shades)

October’s precision.  Everything under the sun is sharp, preening with the ethic of freshly waxed cars, buffed and shined.  It is as nails made brilliant, as hard bright vernis.  Brushed wire.  It is shadow or it is not.  It is … Continue reading

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In Autumn’s Vase

Glass so thin today, we in the lower bowl are swelled by light and air, clear atmosphere, brilliantly tinted by elm trees a hundred feet above our heads The yellow jazzes even if it’s November’s hour glass; then sands ting … Continue reading

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Autumn Wars and other poems

Last night I came across a lovely autumnal phrase from a Paul Celan’s poem, “Corona”: “Autumn nibbles its leaf from my hand: we are friends.” Celan doesn’t leave it there. “We shell time from the nuts and teach it to … Continue reading

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