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  • Writer's pictureToby Gordon


A quotidian occurrence,

my habitual gaze out the window.

I study the trees that lie

beyond the window pane.

Out there, in that wonderland

not yet a winter wonderland,

lies beauty.

Beauty in the bark encased ringlets

and in the veined leaves.

Beauty in its most innate form,


Change brought upon by

the seasons desire to inflict a

feeling of difference in everyone

and everything.

The foliage pads and leaflets,

once malleable and newborn,

now crunchy and red and

brown and orange and yellow.

What a wonderful time of year

to be an onlooker.

What a wonderful time of year

to walk down a broad and fiery-lit

street bordered by nature’s warm


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