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from afar, leaves like uncounted catatonic fires huddled close pinned to the chill air a pointillist’s love affair with a hundred shades of red the ground is a fresh wound, edgeless a breeze worries the boughs stokes the hanging flames into quivering crimsons scarlets vermilions renegade ambers a slow burn resumes accompanied by a susurrus of sighs a dirge for a season and the summer sky, now turned slate, is cremated

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Date: 9/16/2018 6:37:00 AM
An absolute feast of a poem Bernard. A fave. Lovely to read you my friend! xomo
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Bernard Chan
Date: 9/16/2018 7:43:00 AM
Thank you for another lovely comment, Maureen. I can't overstate my appreciation :)