New England

      by Garry Gay and Michael Dylan Welch

First published in Blithe Spirit 27:2, May 2017, page 31. Originally written 19 October 2015, on the road from Albany, New York, to Bennington, Vermont (where we saw Robert Frost’s grave), north to Rutland, then west to Lake George, then south again to Albany, completed at Maggiano’s Little Italy restaurant in Albany, with a copy given to our waiter, who said he was taking a poetry class.       +

an autumn wind
shuts the white doors
small-town church                                                                      Garry

        orange gourds
        on the frayed welcome mat                                                Michael

red barn
two scarecrows
lean against each other                                                              Garry

corn stocks swaying
against the blue sky . . .
a call from home                                                                         Michael

        in the rusted wheelbarrow
        a black cat sleeps                                                               Garry

day moon—
a few yellow leaves
on Robert Frost’s grave                                                               Michael