may the night cool the day
into a fog, dripping from trees
and roof’s overhang by morning
may I wake to the heron sounding
its long note as the sun hesitates
before making a fuzzy appearance
may my dog stop short of his run
to the lawn, put his nose to a single
wet blade and know change is here
may my daughter after her waking
press her hand against the window
then smile and understand
Header photograph © Caroline Bardwell.
[…] you to Barren Magazine for including my poem “On This Autumn Equinox” in their beautiful issue 2. Barren Magazine is an online journal of prose, poetry and art. […]