September Poem by Marc Awodey

September



In a curvilinear spell
autumn reconnoitered hillsides
beneath dove clouds.

Summer was more than lustrous.
Teal threads fused beguiled moments
into an elaborate delusion
under August's decoupage.

Canary birch leaves
and rouged maples must soon turn
beneath hazel limbs
to uphold winter's grim paradise.

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