Dripping Auburn Golds

The world is dripping

Browns and auburn golds

As russet leaves, untethered

From life’s lunge and thrust

– Summer’s widened light –

Let loose the season’s

Fall, in energy unclasping

The matter made,

As all shrinks away

And narrows toward formlessness.

5 thoughts on “Dripping Auburn Golds”

jeremyjames says:

October 25, 2020 at 1:21 pm

Is that your backyard?

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1. distilledvoice says:
  
  October 25, 2020 at 1:43 pm
  
  I wish!
  
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2. distilledvoice says:
  
  October 25, 2020 at 1:44 pm
  
  But no! It’s in a village near me!
  
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  1. jeremyjames says:
    
    October 25, 2020 at 1:52 pm
    
    Ah ok…wasn’t sure. You’re still in Oxford right?
    
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  2. distilledvoice says:
    
    October 25, 2020 at 2:49 pm
    
    Oh, yes, still here. Enjoying it very much.
    
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