of a late August evening
comes a light through maples
and over orange marigolds
a light that eddies over fallen apples
a butterfly light that slows
and begins again
a light like a snake’s shed skin
a shiver of light you carry home
like the remains of a season
all but over
Published in the December 20, 2013 issue: View Contents
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