Lots of people living in New England gloat over the fall. I beg to differ. That's why I'm joining this week's Poetry Friday with a poem by poet Faiz Ahmed Faiz, who understands my tropical blood:
WHEN AUTUMN CAME
by Faiz Ahmed Faiz
translated by Naomi Lazard
This is the way that autumn came to the trees:
it stripped them down to the skin,
left their ebony bodies naked.
It shook out their hearts, the yellow leaves,
scattered them over the ground ...
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From The True Subject by Faiz Ahmed Faiz, translated by Naomi Lazard. © 1987 Princeton University Press.