Two poems

October 06, 1995|By EILEEN TARCAY

GENTLY IT FALLS

October rain undresses maple

as a lover would

slowlygently it falls

stripping leaves

revealing the essential form

and like a careful weaver

it makes a shiny carpet

golden red and brown

for squirrels

to cross at harvest time

softly rain diamonds pine

bestowing branch by branch

its jewels

in scallops and festoons

to celebrate October

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FROM SANDY'S HILLTOP

(near My Lady's Manor)

Whose fields these are

I do not know

Still I can eat them

With my eyes

The stands of corn

All dry as gold

The lifting trees

Some muted red

The rest all green

But baring limbs

With holes for sky

Blue peeking through

NO one owns this view!

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