The Hollow (37)

Dave BontaContemplative

among straight ascenders an ancient grapevine’s grave accent

the last white asters

the woods are darkest just before the fall

weak sunlight

witch hazel beginning to extrude its rays

so green you’d think it’s still spring

Christmas fern

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