Favourite SeasonA Poem by John Anderson
I get to walk on jig-saw puzzles
in my favourite season. Always feet-ward my eyes dart from piece to piece -- Dream carpets and puzzles turning brown, pumpkin, cranberry, gold coin collections rusted, Chinese fans and willow tears silverfish, almond husks, chestnut leathers, open palms tan, Japanese lacquer paints, cantaloupe crescents pear skins and flesh cedar slivers, Miro designs, crystallized citrus peels: grapefruit, orange, lemon -- In my favourite season the sun comes from the ground. © 2014 John Anderson |
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