it is october mostly fallen


it is october, mostly fallen
& still falling
and i already see the after
the anticipation of spring
but before that first step
climbing March is dreamed,
i rake leaves before wind takes them
where empty things go

what falls now nourishes later
& I dig to feed what isn’t planted yet,
turning over hope

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6 thoughts on “it is october mostly fallen

  1. A thoughtful piece about the seasons and what they represent to you. I loved the idea of planting and preparing for a time of change and the hope which sustains you through the months till Spring. Brava!

  2. Your words paint the eternal cycle of the seasons so well and so visually…and then you go forward into the philosophy and biology of season successions and feed-ins and links!
    Well done, Susan! This poems respires and inspires!

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