fall

Fall into Night

Fall into Night

Having slept late,

Perforce,

To my condition

It’s too soon

Now, the three-o’clock

Time when

The day turns

As it must

Toward autumnal

Night

And we notice,

If subcutaneous,

The knowing

Sense of

This;

Inside autumn leaves

We face

Alternatives:

To go dry-wilting

Into brown days

Or to

Flame like novae

In glory of

Expiring red,

Yellow tears or

Tears,*

Last bright orange

Bleeding

Dwindling into

Joyful or stressed

Evenings

Of our

Distinctive seasons

*reader’s choice

September 25, 2016 6

Pre-Lapsarian

Pre-Lapsarian

As some thinkers say,

Before the fall, when

Woman and man had

Concourse without

Guile or agenda save

For pleasure in animal-

Naming and simplicity

In delight, listening-

Awaiting sounds of

Perfect feet on Eden’s

Brilliant plain; and if

They’d proved a nation,

We would have had

Ourselves a world,

Replete, by all mortal-

Divine promises to own

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July 24, 2016 3

Haiku for Fall

Haiku (hard to?)

Autumn romance starts.
It’s called fall, after all.
Descend into hope.

Haiku (I wake)

These devices give:
Assonance, consonance help
Home and tide; we rhyme.

Haiku (one more for us, too)

one for you, then me
orange, yellow, brown, and red
autumn’s time-keepers

Haiku in the five-seven-five way. (There are variations.) With a reference to nature in each one. As is often the tradition. Though no longer the law. I continue with my rhapsody of fall, this time using this form from Japanese and eastern Asian culture.

I like haiku. They’re fun to craft, and they mean something too. As Buffy said, they’re “the ones that sound like a sneeze.” They are that. And more. And that.

October 21, 2015 3