Some signs exist—
the last smiles of the year
upon the tawny leaves
and withered hedges —
a few cold days sneak in,
but summer’s warming breath
continues, the sun refuses
to put its heat to bed,
and our world straddles
two seasons — the gray
shade of fallow fall
where the daisy’s eye
loses its yellow center,
and the spring-shine
where the daisy remains
fresh as the blooms of April.
—C.L. Fisher, December 2021
*italicized portion is from Jane Austen’s Persuasion
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Poetic Meanderings 