Day's Heat Poem by Steven Federle

Day's Heat



The day’s heat
enfolds me,

green and gold-
en lightly-slipping

rays pour through thin
separations

in my rough-hewn
fence,

and make crosses
bright in
the grass;

but the fog broods,
rising white
as death.

tonight
will be
cold.

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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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