Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Sharon Auberle: Summer Passing

The sky is filled with terns tonight, their red bills arrowing down into the water. Fishing boats wend their way home to the harbor, while on the dock a small boy runs, heedless of dark and danger. His father scoops him up at the edge. Old men sit alone. Two women wrap shawls about their white shoulders. For a moment, there is silence, all pausing to watch an impossibly pink moon rise up out of the lake. Lights are coming on, one by one, in the deserted streets. Even the corner tavern is quiet, and the wind, thinking of turning northward, stills itself for awhile.

from somewhere
on the other side of the world,
autumn approaches
by Sharon Auberle
Sister Bay, Wisconsin

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is elegant and quiet. Simply beautiful.