Autumn Spells

My heart falls and falls. She smiles
like a flower under glass, fading
far from native earth and sun and sky

I give her home, children, garden, love
but longing follows her like a shadow
wakes me in the night to see her walking

at the forest’s edge, staring hard across
moon-bright water, listening—for what?
—fingers open, reaching, empty.

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2 thoughts on “Autumn Spells

  1. “She smiles / like a flower under glass, fading” – what a brilliant simile! So, too, “longing follows her like a shadow.” And that final picture of her wordless desperation left me with a pang of longing myself.

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