Monday, October 20, 2014

NET OF GEMS

Right before 
finally agreeing 
it might be good see someone—you realized

something 
might be off because—
the number 

of perfect pearls
of autumn rainwater—now

beaded—
still 
and clear 

on a fallen yellow
spear—of a cool
thin and narrow leaf lying

and glinting back
up in the
quickening sun—was

somewhat disappointingly—
one off 

from your lucky one—