The Very Last Fall on Earth

or why the brilliance
or why have we not
noticed not grabbed
and held in our hands
ideal of ripe life
with no trace of crumble

enough? for the eye
to skip from sky
round crimson clusters
and still green grass
gem-strewn with

that light we canโ€™t
(it has been before)
too warm too dry
too full
to take in
deepest breath
of the day held
and held
to bursting

7 thoughts on “The Very Last Fall on Earth”

  1. What a mix of feelings I get from this one. I’m summing them up as a sense of ripeness, things poised on one toe, held up by that breath we are not letting out. I hope this makes sense? I’m trying to say I love it.

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