Monday, October 12, 2020

Poetry Monday: Into October


Into October

 These must be the colors of returning
 the leaves darkened now but staying on
 into the bronzed morning among the seed heads
 and the dry stems and umbers of October
 the secret season that appears on its own
 a recognition without a sound
 long after the day when I stood in its light
 out on the parched barrens beside a spring
 all but hidden in a tangle of eglantine
 and picked the bright berries made of that summer 

 W.S. Merwin

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