From the archives — The Offering — Laura Foley

The Offering

These woods
on the edges of a lake
are settling now
to winter darkness.
Whatever was going to die
is gone—
crickets, ferns, swampgrass.
Bare earth fills long spaces of a field.
But look:
a single oak leaf
brown and shining
like a leather purse.
See what it so delicately offers
lying upturned on the path.
See how it reflects in its opened palm
a cup of deep, unending sky.

by Laura Foley, from Syringa.

from Autumn Sky Poetry DAILY, December 7, 2016

Photo by Christine Klocek-Lim

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2 responses to “From the archives — The Offering — Laura Foley”

  1. cmclain13 Avatar

    Beautiful.

  2. Lucie Winborne Avatar
    Lucie Winborne

    Beautiful!

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