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Patchwork overcoat of amber
waits for gust
Hark back to the days when
we used to store sunlight
Leaves
sighing
after the laughter of summer
when our green architecture
supported flowery pedestals
We used to store sunlight
from green to brown to black to light, and back, we will return
Juicy to dry willow trails
Crunch
Cracked midribs
Mellow to the core
before
the freeze
What was vert, grün
turns to
schokoladebraun
noir
We will show you the passage of time
Rest in peace, dear chlorophyll
Our russet wreaths lie in
Pembrey Woods, with fellow garlands
We used to store sunlight
Richly veined pipelines
of original solar panels
Memories of snap
Snap
Snap
Snaps of gold
Swallowed
Leaves
Protection and fun
We make hedgehog duvets
Snails’ hover-boards
We used to store sunlight