Poem of the Week: "Autumn Dance"

Upper Moreland-Willow Grove Patch is happy to present poems from the residents of the Upper Moreland area.

This week's poem:

Autumn Dance

By Linda Barrett

You came to New Jersey

in the middle of October,

a god traveling incognito

to a wedding.

Smoking your cigarette

in the parking lot,

the low hanging afternoon sun

cast you in gold

your eyebrows ignited

lowering on your high forehead

blue eyes shone pure and clear

mirrored the leaf naked skies

over your haloed head

You opened your mouth

into a broad October O shape,

traced a smoke circle

to net it around my head

You told me your name

and shook my hand

When the full silver and white

Wedding moon arose,

you frowned on my dance

with the incubus who wore your face

turned me from his fast, awkward Twist

waltzed me around the patio

with a Greek god’s vigor,

trying to hide

even Gods must face death

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About the poet:

Linda Barrett is a member of the

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