The Last to Go
the last to go in late autumn twilight slender birch
Bruce Ross
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the last to go in late autumn twilight slender birch
In Bruce Ross’s three-line poem, we meet a slender birch at the end of an autumn day. “The last to go” is deliberately open—it might be the last tree still holding its leaves, the last shape visible in the fading light, or the last hint of the season itself.
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