by Patrick Howse17 Nov 2017
Mists thread throughTrees standing starkBefore veils of scarlet and gold;
A black deer stumblesTo disappear in standsOf dead-brown bracken,
And slowly, leafBy falling leaf,The forest changes.
(To Charles Jacques)
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