In the Fall |

In the Fall

Dear Editor:

Leaves shimmer golden against the backdrop

of the wine-dark sky, spinning one last dance before

the cold embrace of winter; the brilliance dazzles.

A light snowfall covers the mountain top, painted

a dusky rose by the lingering kiss of the setting sun.

Time moves on, each season dancing to a different hue.

in the autumn of my life I too twirl in the champagne air.

Like the leaves, soon the frosty kiss of winter snow

will come to claim me too – though not yet, not yet.

Then ecstatically exhausted like the leaves, I too will

sink into the arms of winter’s frozen splendor. I will spin

one last effeverscent turn, and gently fall to earth.

Catherine Garland


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