November Dusk

Purple corpuscles
congregate on trees
as violet evening
slips into place
between branches
bulging with import
It slides around
stiff cold fingers
reaching toward sky
(shaded with slate
and uneven clouds)
Limbs around my house
are afire and alight
lit with sunset
here in the valley
of the trembling,
certain fall

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