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November Poem

November 13, 2015

 

Bright air early November rustles neon treelines;

saturated saffron gingko manes

startle blue horizons; flames of burning bushes

race streetcar red down shaded sidestreets,

beneath spiced paprika sugar maples, 

aged bronze halos of oak.

 

November mingles wardrobes:

no-nonsense evergreens converse with

richly draped golds and bare-branched austerity

shoulder to shoulder on the bluffs,

an eclectic gathering of distinct personalities

harmoniously coexisting.

 

November embodies autumn palette paradoxes:

leaves bloom as petals close; colors burst

as darkness forms; foliage warms

as temperatures cool; holidays awaken

as nature’s slumber begins.

 

November renders me optimistic

that humans might mimic

its presentation and embrace

of all colors, its bold and mundane

multiplicity and vivid infusion of beauty

as a means of relating

to one another and loving each other

empathically, emphatically, collectively, brilliantly.

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