Long months stretch out,
\nclose to the cold earth
\nas all things begin to turn within themselves
\nshedding first their flowers
\nthen their green
\nthen their leaves
\nas withering things lie across the landscape.
\nThe once rich earth grows hard
\nand scentless,
\nas it waits for the bitter cleansing of snow.<\/p>\n
Winter will come
\nto lay a soft cover
\nover all the dead things,
\nmuffling their calls
\nto those who can hear
\nsuch things.<\/p>\n
Inside, the crackle of fire
\nserves as a reminder
\nthat all is eventually consumed,
\nfrom bracken to barrel,
\nwith inappropriate cheer.<\/p>\n
Even the creaking of chairs
\nis a whisper of the fragility
\nof everything.<\/p>\n
Outside above the fire smoke rising
\nand dead leaves buried
\none star brightly reflects on the snow
\nas if to say,
\n‘all things change but us.’
\nSo brilliant
\nthat even the clouds
\ncannot dim its touch,
\nlike a kiss blown from a window,
\nwhich is felt
\nfive stories below.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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