Treasure Island

Jacqui Thewless

(November,1955 / Manchester, UK)

Autumn


Too much spoils the fruit:
theft, the inclement weather,
a season of loss -

despite the long hours
and toil of our arms, our backs
stiffened by the wind.

In the flight of these
crows – free-wheeling and scandalous -
there is much to praise.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Edited: Monday, October 24, 2011

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