The Maynard
Spring 2015

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October Lately

In the late afternoon, friends call
and we talk about small things.
Everybody is very kind. They bring apples
and the apples are delicious.

The leaves have changed and the nights got cold
but the sun still warms the daytime,
enough to keep a fly alive
at the kitchen window.

The garden is not doing so good.
The tomatoes have ripened and dropped,
the rhubarb went brown.

The plastic swan that came in
on a hot summer storm in July
is still where you left it.
By the rhubarb, the tomatoes.