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Winter 2009, vol 7 no 4
TANKA
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September Light
Gary LeBel
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The latch-key boy
Rides alone in the cul de sac,
September's compass drawing
Its wide and brilliant arcs
With his bicycle |
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The light that guesses well
Your age and comes slanted
As if half asleep,
Telling truths to take or leave,
Belongs to September |
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What I've learned
After all these years boils down
To this and little else:
It's toward September light
That Gaia turns her mirror |
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Through the long afternoon
I thought a prism led the way
Like a team of Isthmian horses
Though it was the same old world as always
Except in September light |
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After a long dry summer
In the company of dragonflies
The scarecrow
Beats the dust from his jacket
With September winds |
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So lovely is this September light
That even Achilles offers
To do 'woman's work'
Tidying up the porch steps
In Elysium |
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Why is it
That when streaming
With September light
The universe feels
So close? |
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September light...
Morning glory
Climbs his grass-stuffed legs—
And I thought all scarecrows
Were ticklish |
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Gary LeBel lives, scissor-cuts, paints and writes in the Atlanta, Georgia area.
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