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Cusp of autumn
A hint of autumn
taste of falling leaves,
unsung tears
nature’s fashion show of the year
has just begun.
A tint of yellow
on the trees: dawn is crisp
and dusk comes swiftly
like a clearing on the throat
of early August.
The feathers ruffle on the geese
baby swallow’s swoop
across the wires
dreaming of open African skies
deserts we won’t ever see.
A hint of melancholy
comes to me remembering
the beginning of the year
all we were to do before time
like the swallows
stole away the light.
Victoria Mosley
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