Orchard Summer’s Passing

by Bethany Veith

We fought against the cold
sweat dripping in August as we
split hardwood and stacked it just so
upon wispy grass and purple asters.

The summers vanished like a dream.
Wood smoke settled into the valley
stippled with red and orange maples
silhouetted against the frosted White Mountains.


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