Fiery Autumn

I remember it was raining embers,
gold and red dropping like tongues
of fire, liars each, just leaves from
weeping trees lying in smoldering
heaps of spent energy.

*it was raining embers–Boey Kim Cheng, “Clear Brightness”

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