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Part I: The Ballet
This time of year
In slanted light
The sweet gum leaves begin their flight
toward Earth
a ballet of warm afternoons
mellow as a mourning dove’s coo
They let go
Like a breath
Held taut for too long
Then slowly released
The outward relief
of Autumn herself
Drifting down
Drifting steadily away to winter’s shores
Part II: Of passi…