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Sara Norja
OCTOBER'S END

We've tumbled again into that time of year
when the wind wrestles with leaves once yellow
and red. Now they're grey with longing,
ribs sticking out
like a saint's. Our whispers of want
fly off with the leaves, unheard and scattered.
The steady dark comes creeping:
rustles, knocks, wears us down
till we sigh,
swallow sodden leaves and invite
the winter in.

 

Sara Norja has a master's degree in English and a predilection for tea. Born in England and currently settled in Helsinki, Finland, she lives for the wind, dance, and moments of wonder. Her poetry has appeared in new leaf magazine.

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