Amber Ending

Brent Johnson, Clam Gulch

The awe in October

is crowned with bright leaves

that blush from turncoat

deciduous trees.

There’s a lot of autumn in the cottonwood

sunsets live in the birch.

Aspen is lit up like firewood

every leaf is a torch.

Red ripe as cranberry

the salmon were ruddy to spawn.

Oh that the beauty would tarry

so winter would wink and be gone!

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