Fruitvale Road Landscape

Fruitvale Road Landscape
Photo by Gamaliel Masters


The wind of October
whistled my house
as it went gusting by.
Calling me out, calling me out
to view its bright blue sky.
My house was snug.
My house was warm,
And smelled of apple pie.
All of its larders were stocked full tight
with the harvest of summer time.
I thought my heart had a deep content
till October's wind came by
calling me out and calling me out
to view a far flung sky.
High above a V of geese winged south
in a world which stretched full wide
and my heart became a roving thing
when the wind of October whistled and sang.

        ~~Irene Dodge

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