artwork: ralph murre
FALL
BACK
by
Francha Barnard
It
is never November OK
To
take away my afternoon
And
tack it onto morning:
To
take away halcyon
And
add, instead, efficient.
I
know, I know....
The
light fits better to the day.
But,
still,
You’ve
shrouded me in mourning;
You’ve
caused a little death.
~
first published in Wisconsin Poets’
Calendar
