Assisi: An Online Journal of Arts & Letters Volume 4, Issues 1 & 2 | Page 13

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TIM MCLAFFERTY

BELLEROSE
The seasons have lost their compass—once
solid, they’ve grown confused and inchoate.
The plane trees drop their leaves all summer
long, and the May plants have just begun by
August when the air dries and the south wind
desiccates the topsoil. Half-starts and no fruit
and not one flower from the wisteria—only
tendril—reaching out in search of something
it can no longer find.

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