the in-between of November

nothing of March, or October
no winds howling
not the stuff of old snow
crusty on the ground
fissures below
the in-between of November
the land going to rest
a Sabbath for the earth
a calmness, a stillness
dormancy, rest
in the presence of God
the regular turning
a state of idleness
renewing, preparing
from the death of autumn
the slumber after the winds
the cold of October
bare brown ground
calling for the snows
a blanket to cover, protection
for the shoots, buried below.

February 6, 2012
after hearing read “My November Guest”,
by Robert Frost
Poet’s Corner
monthly poetry readings
Suncook Senior Center
February 6, 2012
&
earlier poem, “In the between of the seasons”
written November 15, 2011
&
earlier poem, “The Grief of November
written November 8, 2011,
after hearing read “The Leaf Treader”,
by Robert Frost
Poet’s Corner
monthly poetry readings
Suncook Senior Center
November 7, 2011

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