On Poetry, Prose, and Videogames
JLawrence Kenny
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Rondelet on Autumn
Autumn comes now,
A pleasant chill pervades the air.
Autumn comes now
That summer is gone and winds plough
Through the light clothes we once wore. Fair
Is the breeze that harkens winter.
Autumn comes now.
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