Tag: October
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Leaving October
October, 2024 The reds finish first—maple, dogwoods, and sullen oaks—My husband inherits the harder work, so he trims the grassBack for the last time and scrapes all the edges cleanAlong the flower beds. He rakes gravel, leaves, andTypical debris, but this time he sees other castaways.Plugged with dirt, twenty years old and older, theseAre a…
Poet Laureate of Virginia 