I Want to Write You Some Sort of Love Letter

I Want to Write You Some Sort of Love Letter

In this unbidden time, this time,
not for condescension but its willing swerve,
when the leaves are agog at their own lack of color
I want to write you some sort of love letter:
a piece…

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Three Poems

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Acrostic
We clap our hands and look –
In our palms the red leaves appear,
Nibbled and twinkled with stars.
There are lights in your hair.
Even the squirrels have gilded their nuts.
Riddle and sugar rolled out for deer…

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