The Stage Is Set Poem by Sandi Alford

The Stage Is Set



It’s piled here
then flying there-
there’s gold and copper
everywhere!
It swirls and twirls
a funnel wreath
and crackles through
the air beneath
the pewter backdrop
of Earth’s death-
choreographed
by November’s breath.


(© November 2007 Amsterdam, the Netherlands)

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