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May –
— and cobwebs obvious with frost. I spend
these early-closing days
interring leaves and tidying the year’s
grey, remnant ends —
undertaker to a season.
Seen another way
I’m digging colour into summer. When
this compost settles and it’s warm again
I’ll plant the dahlias here.
©Frank McMahon
[Frank McMahon (1926-2010) was born in South Australia and lived in Canberra from the 1960s. Read more of his poetry at FrankMcMahon.org]
