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Early Autumn Tanka 2018

One week after
A baby's very first steps,
I get to show her:
Unadulterated glee
as she crunches rumpled leaves.

Dried-out Autumn leaves
Flit about in brazen winds
and swirl 'round my head.
A stray alder leaf gets caught
in a spider's tattered web.

Only when I bike
home from work one chilly day
do I realize:
The ash flies didn't come, and
the sun didn't go bloodshot.

Nick Giampietro

Nick Giampietro

Nick graduated from Portland State University with a degree in Japanese Literature and a minor in English, and works as a Software Engineer in Portland. He lives with his wife, son, and dog-of-a-cat.

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