Autumn’s over.
Wheatcake odors flood the wood
front porch. Andrew Block,
in mackinaw and overalls,
tamps first tobacco of the day
and estimates his morning.
In an open field beyond McDiver’s Creek
a colt, palomino apricot and snow,
nips grass between great gallops
and the shock of trees.
Donal Mahoney, MO, USA
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Donal Mahoney lives in St. Louis, Missouri. He has worked as an editor for The Chicago Sun-Times, Loyola University Press and Washington University in St. Louis. Nominated for a Puschart Prize with so many others, he has had poems published in or accepted by Pirene's Fountain (Australia), Public Republic (Bulgaria), Revival (Ireland), The Istanbul Literary Review (Turkey), Catapult to Mars (Scotland), The Red Ceilings (U.K.), The Wisconsin Review, The Kansas Quarterly, The South Carolina Review, The Beloit Poetry Journal, Commonweal, Poetry Friends and other publications.
thank you for sharing this. strikingly stark and like a snapshot, but poetry that stands immortal.
Di
Love the visual presented by 'shock of trees'. Nice scene!
This paints a beautiful image, reminds me of Mary Oliver.
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