Thursday, September 24, 2009

Autumn: Delicate Violence

Leaves transition from green to red, orange, then dead brown. 

One tiny part of a tree snaps from a branch and flutters delicately to the ground, to be  blown on a breeze, tumbled across grass, rocks and streams, along roadways, or raked into piles to be composted or burned.  

Leaves:  Ignored reminders of a season of warmth.  A season of life.  A season of lovers moving with nature from delicate summer breezes into the biting cold of violent winter winds. 

Like lovers in transition, a leaf of gold comes to rest on the forest floor with the hushed sound of delicate violence. 

Introduction to the chapbook "Delicate Violence",  © 2006 by R. Burnett Baker.
Photo © 2006 by R. Burnett Baker.  
Photo taken in 2006 by R. Baker in
 Highland Park, Rochester, NY.


too quickly 

too quickly, 
we say, 

summer has passed

but the sun 
rises and sets 
on schedule. 

Photo and poem © 2008 by R. Burnett Baker 
Photo taken by R. Baker in Highland Park, Rochester, NY, 2008. 

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