The Return

She watched the trees and their reddening leaves
and wondered what her next words would be.

Where should I go from here?

The smell of dust and earth coated a sepia evening.
A yellow brick road stretched along
the side of the lake;
geese squatted in velvet calm.
Beaks buried in backs, one leg

floated densely against their down.

Her fingers stood poised above a letter,
lamplight tickled the dark green water.
Ripples rolled round the reddening river

like a young laugh.

Why should I go from here?
It was beautiful, quiet.

She watched the world a settled place,

the smell of rain on wood
and warmth.

The soft cold arrived without a sound.
A sudden chill of bones,
a shift to blue.
A yellow brick road stretched along
the side of an ocean,

the geese remained sleeping.

Lamplight flickered on the wine-dark sea,
a girl sat at the pier remembering

laughter with a soft smile.

Where am I?

 

 

Notes:
  • Written during a visit to the University of Richmond, Virginia.
  • The image is a painting called “Anthroposophy” by Rhiannon Schaub. It is a part of her blog, Verdant Elegies.

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