Autumnal Equinox

So here we are again

balancing on the fine line

between day no longer light

and dark not quite yet night

the summer now a memory

winter but a shadow

 

Today the leaves think

perhaps it’s time to turn

and with them a slow heart

dangling as it is on the web

spun by time neither here

nor there hot nor cold

 

We hang on to love

like the maple its leaf

confident in the strength

that can defy the season

She grows beautiful

in her slow dying

 

“It is the summer’s great last heat,

It is the fall’s first chill: they meet.”

 ~ Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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6 Responses to Autumnal Equinox

  1. “She grows beautiful in her slow dying”….exquisite line Dear Peter. A captivating ending :)

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  2. gabbartrip says:

    Wow! That’s beautifullu written! I loved the ending too- she grows beautiful in her slow dying. Regards.

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  3. gabbartrip says:

    *beautifully, I meant.

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  4. A remembrance of a time past now living in a sub tropical world, but well said to draw me into pleasant memories.

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