New York City skyline at night




Joanne Grumet

A Farmer's Kitchen

(Photograph by Walker Evans)

a bare room
in Alabama

an old towel
hanging on a peg
so neatly

wood table,

a water jug



October Surprise

a changing breeze,
fresh as the taste of a new apple,
crosses my bare arms

purple asters,
lush from September's storm,
flood the rocky hillside

like the squirrel in that oak tree
gnawing branches,
building a nest
against the cold,
I must use these still green leaves
still full of life.



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