Tag Archives: season
Snap
It was the cold snap of the glyphic branch that awakened him to the grave misunderstanding between fall and winter and the nature of dreams unlived.
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Tagged autumn, dreams, forest, John Biscello, nature, poem, Poetry, season, Winter, woods
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How Fall Happens
Plunging climate of needles and memory, a plaited sorrow. I listen, with mute intent, for the fetal cortege of leaves, turning then falling fast into the maternal crook of an outgoing wind.
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Tagged autumn, fall, John Biscello, Literary, memory, Poetry, season, sorrow
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