Night 10/23/10
A barn owl searches the night
for food. The delicate trees creek
against the wind. Nearby, a deer clops
against asphalt, distracted by its own
gentle footsteps. Insects of the dark
no longer hum in the quiet cold. Winter
stands idly by and watches Autumn
lose her hair strand by strand-- The green
leaves yellowed by lack of light. Nothing
seems more lonely than a lovely
autumn night.
15:24
This exercise is hard.
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