Some of the bushes have
shut for the season.
But some are not yet ready.
There will be frosts,
pretty soon, probably.
But what are else you going to do
while you wait,
supposing you’re a rose?
Two weeks ago, placid and pelucid.
There’s a picture every step.
Look down.
Look over.
Across to Big Knob.
The fiberglass skylight at the warehouse,
toned with tanin, leaf-printed.
Straight up, cerulean.
October sky, unretouched, the wide eye of god.
Tags: cerulean, leaf, october, peak, smiling fungus
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