Snow Melt

Leaves

9 Nur 164 B.E. – Wednesday, June 13, 2007

1

Leaves
their shapes genetically preconceived;
do trees remember
from one year to the next
the names of last years crop,
anymore than hookers remembers
the names of last night’s johns.

2

Leaves
orange memories
of summer’s splendor
dropped singly or in groups
to the cold autumn soil;
their smoke rose above
the neatly raked mounds
that decorated the fall landscape
of my childhood.

3

Leaves
laugh in the passing wind.