Poetry: Fall equinox
By Grayce Scholt Sep 2009
The equinox has come,
a fall day oddly warm,
the gulf stream having snaked
across the weather map
and dropped its blue snow
on the North.
But this warm blessing
still abounds, so out of season,
out of sync — I should be raking leaves
and covering beds and hanging storms,
instead
I watch a frenzied sparrow flutter
in the bird bath drumming wings
that send bright sparks of fire
across the grass. Both bird and I
know well that this day cannot last,
we celebrate the interim.
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Poet Grayce Scholt is a retired Mott Community College English professor who has lived in the East Village since the 1950s. Her recently published book of poems, Bang! Go All the Porch Swings, is available from Amazon and Books-a-Million (online) and from Barnes and Noble (on order). Along with poetry, she wrote art reviews for the Flint Journal.
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