“Fall with me,”

she said.

“We’ll drift

— lightly, carelessly —

 & lay

the foundations

of

earthbound

beauty.”

— C.Birde, 11/19

Little by little,

she let go

the past

&

freed herself

to the

light.

— C.Birde,10/19

Crisp

cool air;

retreating light;

the earth’s slow

burnishing…

She made up

her bed

— carefully —

&

prepared

to

sleep.

— C.Birde, 10/19

Sweet-toasted

leaf-fall.

Crackle and

crunch.

Seduction

of trees’ collective

undress.

Observe

and pivot

beneath songbirds’

departure

over

under

through

Mark

the warp and weft

of praiseful wind

and heed

the crickets’ last call

and response.

Reign

of Autumn

scattered

shelled

hoarded

Attend.

Attend.

— C.Birde, 10/19