This Dragon -Faced Accolade
Of Vigour and Hope
With Shame and Delight
I Accept it!
This Omen Filled Season
Not Sudden or Rushed
No Fear of Volunteer
I Reject It!

I Remember
The Wilds Around Me
Whispered "Brutality"
The Strangest Apology of All

Evening Then
And Evening Now
The Smell of Seasoned Summer
Brings
Memories of Illusions Past
And Autumn Has Funerals Enough to Last