Month: September 2019

September 14th

autumn – how alive are the dragonflies – but stray from the pond – dust on the ground

September 7th

remaining heat – illusory and real, like a joke of autumn

September 6th

field-divider – with a fine tooth comb the windstorm sweeps the feathery grass

September 5th

wrapping up warmly, still shivering – the night chill follows my footsteps

September 4th

in summer – blazing, in spring – clear, in winter – steel-cold, but the autumn sky – deep blue and bold