asher63 (asher63) wrote,
asher63
asher63

Father the Year Has Fallen

Father the year has fallen.
Leaves bedeck my careful flesh like stone.
One shard of brilliant summer pierced me
and remains.
By this only
unregenerate bone
I am not deat, but waiting.
When the last warmth is gone
I shall bear in the snow.

- Audre Lorde
Tags: poetry
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