It’s been a good year! I hear their
solid punch of earth from on high.
Or, a surprising bounce off macadam
Where they wait, anxiously, to be opened
By Acura tires in a flashy coup de grace.
Announcing themselves through foliage,
Dislodging the comfortable with minimum
Din. “They’re everywhere” she says to no one
In particular. Her garden’s in autumn retreat.
Another year is speeding through the trees,
Bringing down leaves.
Ship of Fools, University of Rio Grande, Rio Grande, Ohio