A Fall Poem : Scarecrow

"Remember her strapped to the air,
her grey dress flapping a little?

I don’t scare anybody, she complained,
smiling, a nest on her head.

Which was how much I loved her,
all through the harvest
and dismantling.

I am the morning dove
who nests in the gutter.

I am singing sadly to the barn."
Matthew Zapruder

[(1) cornstalks at the sauvi island pumpkin patch on 35mm. (p.s.) sauvi island in summer on 120]


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