Image: b k: Fall Colors: country road tucked in the back hills of Basking Ridge, Bernardsville, New Jersey | (CC BY-SA 2.0)


was in the falling leaves
in my spring,
poignant was my wish
for that fall —
The leaves still float
upon a vagrant whim
I can never know,
falling as I am
from depth to depth —

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