Autumn Poem
September 9, 2011 § Leave a comment
To write an autumn poem
crumple a piece of paper
and throw it on the floor,
then crumple another
and throw
till the floor is covered.
Let what has lived die,
except that deeply rooted
and the new inch
each branch extended.
Yes there are yellows and reds,
pumpkin fields and hayrides,
but an autumn poem
is a crumple of paper
that thanks to the wind
might yet make it
to the sky.
Bill Graeser 
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