Autumn

Sarah Russell

My thanks again to Corey Cook, who took 3 of my poems to publish in Red Eft Review. Here’s the second one.

Autumn

Sugar maples are the first to turn,
mottled orange and scarlet with the green,
trying on the season. I need a sweater
now for morning walks.

The geese abandon summer ponds
in keening, migrant skeins to follow
shorelines south.

In twilight, remnant fireflies
glint urgent calls to mate, hopeful,
as we are, for one last tryst
before winter.

12 thoughts on “Autumn”

    1. Thanks, Ali. I love the fall. When I was sorting seasonal poems one time, there were 3 times as many poems about autumn than any of the other seasons. Hope I never run out of ways to write about that season.

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