October Settles In


We haven’t had a frost in this northern corner of Massachusetts, so some plants continue to flounder along, happy enough except for the lack of sun Tomatoes have stopped growing and even the kale sits waiting for the picking.  Only the mushrooms grow.  By three pm.white pines cast long shadows over the garden. The warm yellow leaves on maples make up for the lack of sun, and Laurel Lake is a quiet place of beauty. Even the beavers are quiet.IMG_6114.jpg

Gathering Supper

Russian kale picked 

at dusk sprinkled 

with pine needles

miso and wine splash

onto roasted squash

a little tipsy   all of us 

shiitake filled oak logs pop

like firecrackers now until frost

next to the Moss Brook

from the forest

to the skillet a sizzle of 

shitaki, butter, and garlic

life dances from seed and spore

from fallen trees at forest edge

onto our table tonight


All the Earth

I bow to  worms, bacteria, 

microorganisms, small seed packets 

that waited patiently for the right 

conditions to begin new life.   

What you seek is seeking you;

a flash of movement caught

in the corner of your eye.

Life emerges at the edge of vision



About elainereardon

Poet, writer, gardener, herbalist, pottery, painting—bumping into magic, peeking around new corners.
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1 Response to October Settles In

  1. Margie says:

    Love these!!! ________________________________


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