(along SR 917)
where fog wraiths
drift across the road:
summer-sun-scorched rushes group starkly roadside
under the blear-eye smoke-glassed autumn sun;
but spiders' webs sparkle among the timothy,
and goldenwaves of goldenrod shimmer of a self-light.
A silo stands, ancient, crown caving in,
wreathed below by ranks of staghorns
drooping a few red leaves.
And therebut no...
veiled from view,
E. L. Core
© 1990 ELC
Some Poetry by E. L. Core: Autumn
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(Created November 7, 1995; revised May 11, 2000)