Wet dampness always
seems colder than that first soft
warm blanket of snow.
November rain
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Wet dampness always
seems colder than that first soft
warm blanket of snow.
Instead, a pumpkin
cheesecake. Traditions are good.
Cheesecake is better.
Trees have never held
leaves as late as November.
Frost was wrong. Gold stays.
Fourteen wild turkeys
on my back deck raid the grape
vines looking for fruit.
Hadn’t realized the
thermostat had to be set.
Freezing at 60.
Brought in the ficus
tree. Fallen leaves fly about.
Wind whispers, “snowfall.”
I forgot to bring
the jade plant inside. One
by one its fat leaves fall.
Pumpkin cheesecake in
the oven. Nutmeg, ginger.
Fragrant November.
Fast forward to the
next holiday in the stores.
Retail at light speed.
Stars so sharp they are
holes in time, the past shining
into the future.