Autumn Walk
August 1981

“Autumn Walk,” New Era, Aug. 1981, 27

Autumn Walk

In the gutter, dead leaves rustle

in quiet rhythm to

A piano-piece splashing

in my mind

As birds wing soundless in the

night air above

The walk is taken slow

across the shadowed park

The crisp,

crystal dew grass

is broken beneath my feet

As Autumn breathes hoarfrost on my

hands and face.

Reaching up, I am a stripped poplar

that can almost touch

The un-numbered patterns of

faint-heart stars

Photo by Niel Parry

Photo by Elaine M. Woodhall