Imminent - Poetry by Ira Joe Fisher

Imminent

The sun in elder September

is an insincere warm

because the shade-side

is chill not sooth.

Frost is just a leaf-tinge away.

As the tree trembles in a wind

scouting lawn and field and street

for banking on-the-way snow.

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Ira Joe Fisher

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The Invitation - Poetry by Ira Joe Fisher