As leaves to trees

Quite so
But even the leaves
Have time to grow
Flush against hot
Summer wind
And then yellow
And then die
Crinkled on hard
Concrete

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  1. I think I chanelled a Ziggy.

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  2. Very much like a William Carlos Williams poem, I think.

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