Tewksbury, Jacques-Cartier river, Quebec, October 2017, polarr, canon digital, ©Sylvie G

I revised memories

while raking leaves in the backyard.

I pruned memories

while burning piles of leaves in the backyard.

I tidied up. revised. pruned. the leaves. the backyard. the head. the memories.

8 réflexions sur « Autumn »

  1. That photo is fabulous. And the poem…there’s something about a chore you do year after year that holds memories and scents and feelings and any one of them can trigger another. Every year at some point, there’s a particular scent in the air (usually warmth after a cold snap) that throws me back to a day raking leaves with my father. The poem reminded me.

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