new drawings
of tree branches
on the wall . . .
how the light falls
on a December day
POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN

new drawings
of tree branches
on the wall . . .
how the light falls
on a December day
POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN
November
books new and old
to read by the window
gold leaves and wind
clouds and blue sky
dishes washed
and reading poetry
grateful for this day
October 25, 2021
POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN
Autumn views
from the window
by my desk many years
and this year
the most beautiful
staying with light
I read in different corners
of the house
colors change
as the day and light grow
gold leaves and blue sky
Large print version of my poem yesterday at POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN.
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