Poets Walk: "wings folded"

Poets Walk: "wings folded"

Location on Poets Walk Map: 65

Late Fall by Eleanor McQuilkin

For a while this afternoon

I held the stillness

of autumn in my hand

like a hurt bird,

its shallow breathing

just enough to let me know

it was alive, its wings

folded around its heart.

Eleanor McQuilkin, "Late Fall." Used with the permission of Rennie McQuilkin.