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Photograph by Darren Hester
November Leaves
The trees are a thick
ochre wash.
Chamber violins
& trumpets
announce
Baroque leaves
that swarm
the wet ground
this overcast afternoon.
From time to time
red oak blood
scatters
a small herd
of yellow leaves.
A new violin,
sadder than its chamber sisters,
outlines
the gradual descent
of one crisp, brown
leaf.
Alan Britt
Posted over on Magaera
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