Archive for October, 2011
Sharpen your knives
Sharpen your knives for the feast of the year
and take heart from the slaughter of autumn.
Unleash the quick blade on stalk by the ear
and spit roast that fat lamb. They will all come.
This slow yielding crop, as daylight unwinds,
is bound to the land by many fine strands.
Its harvesting heart that’s found in these lines
beats, bleeds to this step as slowly it stands.
The dance of the cut cuts firm flesh and fruit,
it waters itself in the juice of the years,
crams pockets to bursting with September’s loot,
forgetting for good last Springtime’s lost fears.
As Jupiter’s jazz band play tribute to fall,
filled to the full with red berries taken,
in descending notes they send out the call,
cry “Celebrate all that months have given.”
