Eulogy for November

Frosted Field by Richard Reeve

A time of focusing,

first noticed when pushing

toward finals in college,

papers were due –

finding a seat in the library

a challenge even after midnight.

But it goes back way, way before

the academics set up shop in Paris.

Not only in the daily drain of the light –

I see it in the deer out back,

foraging with strict intent

as snow cover now all but inevitable,

November’s curtain, ready to fall.

(Poems from this recent run are collected here: Eulogy for November: a chapbook)

20 thoughts on “Eulogy for November

  1. nice poem;it’s good when you can bundle poems together to fit a theme or subject; I’ve got a few chapbooks but a who,e lot of poems that are waiting to find a home in one —

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