Ashdown Autumn

Earth:
Pleat after crease of hillside and heath blends
Into the long indigo distance
Where earth becomes

Air:
Coil after curl of cumulus & cirrus ascends
Into the fleece-frothing emptiness
Where air becomes

Water:
Drop after drip of rainsquall & dewfall descends
Into the cloud-shadowed wilderness
Where water becomes

Earth
Becomes air
Becomes water, yet still
No radiant heat until

In the forge of the forest
Brawny-limbed blacksmith beeches
Strike out sparks & kindle flames
On autumn’s fearsome anvil:

Fire!

© Lizzie Ballagher

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