LEAVE TAKING (Poem)

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Yes, it is a little early to be speaking about fall. But I tend to feel everything a bit ahead of time. An astrologer once noted that I would start to experience an aspect's effect before it was indicated in my chart. This was the first "objective" support for what I'd already noted about myself.

Anyway, back to autumn. If I have a favorite seaon, fall is it. (Even in the years in which I suffered from S.A.D. -- seasonal affect disorder.) The below little poem is twenty years old, but I can still clearly recall that morning. I was the only person in the camp up and about, and it was the day we were all going home. There were mountains in the distance, and I was standing at the edge of a field of wildflowers from which I had picked up a leaf that must have been blown from the stand of trees behind me.

LEAVE TAKING

I tilt a fall leaf to sunrise.

Dew drops magnify veins over
which they glide, converging
at the stem in one large globe

that baptizes my thumb,

a bandit's kiss.

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Resource: One Deep Breath, a lovely haiku site.

‘til next time, keep dreaming,

Roswila
[aka: Patricia Kelly]
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