Saturday, July 23, 2016
Visionary Seasons
The Dream
of the children
in the woods,
their voices firing, flint-
like off of trees in Spring.
Quieter, slow Summer.
Loudest in bare November.
Crisp in flying Fall, then
muffled in snow later.
Now, regardless of season,
one sees them playing,
soundlessly.
Labels: children, children's play, children's voices, fall, November, Republican, season, sound, Spring, Summer, winter
