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Trousseau for Fall
by Maureen Glaudethe evening campfire's
whirr, hiss, cackle
setting flames to kindling
then the hardwood,
maple, ash,
aspen, birch
pyramid-stacked to toast
the night chills
in farewell to August
Old Earth's outspread
the silken lake, foliage, limb and acorn
her finest linens and laces fluttering;
an early-turned leaf at my feet
08/28/2001 Author's Note: Published by Sasquatch Writers Performance Series
in my broadsheet, Treading Earth, 2002 and dedicated to my daughter Valerie, who loved to make the campfire every summer, with my husband, right from choosing the wood to chopping and stacking it just right.
Posted on 08/12/2004
Copyright © 2025 Maureen Glaude
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/12/04 at 03:53 AM Simply wonderful. My favorite time of year soon arrived...September to mid October. Thanks for the moving reminder! |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 08/16/04 at 01:21 PM This is so beautiful. The colors and the feel of it lead me to my favorite time of year. Thanks so much for sharing. |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 08/17/04 at 04:53 PM mmm. makes me want to snuggle with a blanket and watch autumn happen. |
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