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autumn
young wheat and emerald, in sese vertitur annus,
reading an old poet in the garden, the sky is clear as face –
I had mown the lawn that morning just before lunch
and turned over the plot where the peas had been cleared –
on the steep hill opposite a horse pulled forward from a plough
moving slowly towards the skyline, jingle of the traces,
the book fell, the starlings flew, suddenly, I came awake
as the plough turned the field and spark of sunlight leapt,
shoulder to mine eye, while the earth lay opened and dark-folded;
(visitors had arrived, in quietude, invasion of linyphiids,
a thin gossamer between ridges – lapping under the sun –
bristles of random colour, a hundred yards long
and twenty inches wide and bare of future gold);
among the nemesia the book is retrieved, many lives
will be lost, just enough will be saved, restless; this is
thistle-down upon the air, here are crackle and pop
beneath the sky; the tree tops will be dipped in
old gold, and the swallows will be off for Africa
read the collected work as it is published: here
this is an appliquiary to : The Boats of Vallesneria by Michael J. Redford – Autumn Thoughts
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air & autumn & eyes & field & garden & gold & morning & poetry & reading & sky & skyline & sleep & sunlight & trees wormhole: The Boats of Vallesneria by Michael J. Redford – Autumn Thoughts
faces wormhole: a theremin note – poewieview #21
life & uncle wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – introdepthion
sound wormhole: Drug Store, 1927
sun wormhole: between thoughts
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