A Change Of Weather

Once a thousand songs
filled the night
but chill has caused
a silencing.
Still, a dozen
or so remain...
chirping...
rasping...
with quickly urgent fervor.
LaLuna is absent too --
harvested by a scythe of clouds
scudding Autumn's bounty
to the cold storerooms of Winter.

by Jessica Claydon

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