holograph,
an excellent piece,
I could almost pick out every line to quote, they were all great. but these are my top favorites:
Quote:
Awry prayers float in the acute air
Quote:
like an old ballerina
pirouetting for the last time in her
broken music box.
Quote:
The pumpkin moon.
[that fat sucker that bulges through
each plum October dusk and hangs
oh, I love that pumpkin moon.
Quote:
We are all pagans in the end.
and I love the ending,
Quote:
I won’t be able to see in the dark?
I already do.
We are a dying season.
resigned with an ominous clarity which is rather chillingly sombre, a perfect October poem.