Broken shadows across the cracked ground
your grave day lost in flurried words
like September leaves across
yesterday’s hallowed ground
grief yet uninterred:
you six years gone
from my sight
till Day
breaks.
Written for dVerse’s “Poetic: 9 across for a countdown,” this nonet begins with a line from W.S. Merwin’s “To the Light of September:”
… and for now it seems as though
W. S. Merwin, “To the Light of September”
you are still summer
still the high familiar
endless summer
yet with a glint
of bronze in the chill mornings
and the late yellow petals
of the mullein fluttering
on the stalks that lean
over their broken
shadows across the cracked ground…
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This Jolly Beggar 
Terrific and somber Nonet.The loss of a loved one overrides all solstices. Noting a death day is paramount.
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Thank you, Glenn. Autumn has always seemed a season invoking remembrance to me.
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Somberriffic, Dora. Heart shows clearly. Peace.
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Thank you, Ron, and peace.
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“like September leaves across
yesterday’s hallowed ground”
So evocative.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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I love what you did with this one. Such a sad poem and so well done!
This is a really great image:
your grave day lost in flurried words
like September leaves across
yesterday’s hallowed ground
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Thank you, Dwight. I don’t know how I missed your comment (three days ago!) but I appreciate it very much. 🙂
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No problem… I don’t keep track of who responds back to my responses. Thank you.
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🙏😀
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“Grief yet uninterred” stands out as the ruling line here. Sorry for your loss and may one day your grief be laid to rest. Nice to see you here at dVerse, Dora.
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Awww, thanks, Lisa. And for the welcome. Looks like another great writer’s community with you included 🙂
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You are very welcome. I love dVerse and I love FF and look forward to them every week. About to take a look at this week’s FF pic 🙂
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See you there 🙂
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this Nonet speaks volumes Dora – so much feeling in so few words.
“your grave day lost in flurried words” – I fully understand this after 2 years
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Thank you for your kind comment, Laura. What a pleasure to write in a form that’s new to me! Looking forward to more imaginative inspirations from you 🙂
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glad you took the challenge and found something new
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September is my birth month and the month I lost someone very special decades ago …. we never forget.
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No, we don’t. Whatever the calendar says, time stops for some moments.
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Yes… I feel the same. My father’s birthday was on Sunday, but he died in the same month many years ago. Wonderful nonet, I really feel that you managed to capture the tone of the given line. Glad to see that you join us here.
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Thanks for the welcome, Björn. I’m enjoying this writer’s community and the feedback it provides.
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