Welcome Autumn

Assurance

Written by William Stafford

 

You will never be alone, you hear so deep

a sound when autumn comes.  Yellow

pulls across the hills and thrums,

or the silence after lightning before it says

its names-and then the clouds wide mouthed

apologies. You were aimed from birth:

you will never be alone. Rain

will come, a gutter filled, an Amazon,

long aisles-you never heard so deep a sound,

moss on rock, and years.  You turn your head-

that’s what the silence meant: you’re not alone.

The whole wide word pours down.

 

 

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