evoke a
palette restricted to
innumerable hues
of three colors-
at least
that my eyes
can discern.
As autumn deepens
the once
Monette-like landscape
becomes sequestered
by forces
too gradual to
predict ebb
or
wane.
The breath of Superior-
the prodigious refrigerator
will decide.
K. Carter
K. Carter
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