Two Autumn Tetractys
Trees
Are bare
With sky holes
A solemn gray
Like Whistler’s Mother calm resignation
Leaves
Flutter
In the wind
Drop one by one
We find the autumn smoke from field and hearth
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2011
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