Red sumac signals a transition,
drifting maple leaves a release,
a benediction of reprieve
o changing one,
who tilts the axis to
shift a season, let me
change too, and decompose
ambition and relinquish
so much striving
my movement synchronizing
with a tender, transformed earth,
my breath with yours and blurred
among the colors, in its brilliance
and oh the quiet
Poem by Maia Twedt maiatwedt@gmail.com
Artwork by charlee gorham charlee.gorham@gmail.com
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