Eric Kingsepp
take the spring
take outward things
showing off their new-found greens
take the summer
heat and sun
overgarbed in light-streaked clouds
a pretty maid, but growing still
with much potential left to fill
leave me autumn
brisk and strong
yielding leaves of brilliant red
leave me winter
leave me wind
though nature look like she is dead
for every outward death she dies
makes her, inside, the more alive
Eric Kingsepp recieved his B.A. and M.A. from Christendom College. He is a member of the American Inklings writers’ group in Washington, DC.
