Short Form Poetry
Pale New Phase
A sedōka series
Seasons Stalling
am I the fool then
clinging to summer’s hemline,
unmindful of evening’s frost?
autumn comes for us;
sunsets pile reds upon golds;
dusk chills, hushes much sooner
am I the fool then
clinging to summer’s hemline,
unmindful of evening’s frost?
autumn comes for us;
sunsets pile reds upon golds;
dusk chills, hushes much sooner
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