Evicted

Evicted

100110-022Another gentle October morning
except at the pond, where

thousands
of refugees,

evicted from
trees,

slowly push South,
in a current of loss

carrying with them, the heavy
hope

of
return.

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puddle collage

puddle collage

The fierce winds blew early Autumn

onto the road

where she gathered

  on tiny ponds,

freshly sprung

from morning rains.

Each puddle arranged a collage–

of jeweled reds and yellows and oranges

from maple and birch and oak.

A spray of pine needles completed the work.

This is how the walk to the farm stand

became an art show,

and this is how

a middle-aged woman,

in puddle boots,

becomes

a

child.

Kelly Salasin, October 2012