Please disregard the earlier post/email. WordPress (which I use to run Autumn Sky Poetry DAILY) froze up and then barfed all over my computer as I was scheduling posts for this week. My apologies.
-Christine, editor
Please disregard the earlier post/email. WordPress (which I use to run Autumn Sky Poetry DAILY) froze up and then barfed all over my computer as I was scheduling posts for this week. My apologies.
-Christine, editor
tell me again
about the man
with the pear tree
who lost his wife
after fifty-six years of marriage
and how that tree doesn’t know when enough is enough
that last August
he had to prop the poor thing’s branches up
with two-by-fours
it was so laden with fruit.
He gave you a bagful of those pears
and their scent filled the car
even with the windows rolled down.
from Autumn Sky Poetry DAILY, October 26, 2015 — by Julia Klatt Singer
Painting by Julia Klatt Singer