From My October Window

This year’s last leaves,

and in their tens now,

shimmy with

the whisper of a breeze.

the stark tree, now,

a fragile chandelier.


These little deaths

necessarily falling

in a cycle of renewal.

And this October

I remember

some Autumn trees are yet young.


5 thoughts on “From My October Window

  1. Thank you, Brian, for this exquisite gem: ‘a fragile chandelier,’ ‘These little deaths,’ and especially, ‘some Autumn trees are yet young.” This one brought tears.

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