Turning Red First…and a Poem

This Japanese maple tree is about to turn red throughout, but for now, a leaf in the center is leading the way. I can’t say as though I’ve ever seen this “red first” before, meaning, I’ve never noticed/paid attention to this detail in the past. But I did write a poem a few years ago about “details.”

The Deep Wound

I’m going to a cabin


To write


And drink coffee

While removing the bullets

From too many years of

Losing myself

In the unimportant.

It may take years

To heal the deep wound

Of missing the first snowfall

On the lone cedar.

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