nichepoetryandprose

poetry and prose about place

entering november

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After the color explosion of October, I feel a little exhausted.  Sensory overload.  Trees and roadside plants have gone to sleep or seed for the winter.  Most of the Canada Geese have left on their southward migration, and I am sure our Groundhogs have eaten themselves into a winter stupor.  Not many of us left to settle in to our niche for the coming months.

My November ‘niche’ activities will include:

    • daily filling of the bird feeder
    • refurbishing our outside fire pit
    • acquiring rock for our new project… a rock-embellished woods road (more about this later)
    • sorting some of the books in my library
    • return to making soups and stews for our meals

 

Mostly, I want to appreciate November.  I am not very fond of the coming month, but I have resolved to find good in it.

 

November first frost

~

air brittle

a broken sliver of moon

caught among disrobed larches

silence ruptured

by craven’s cry

~

© Jane Tims  1995

 

Written by jane tims

November 1, 2011 at 6:53 am

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  1. I bet you will find great beauty in the month. Wishing you a lovely journey through November. 🙂

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    Robin

    November 4, 2011 at 4:35 pm

  2. What a lovely way to introduce a new month Jane. I also love the picture of the rock and the drawing of the apples.

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    dearrosie

    November 3, 2011 at 12:42 am

  3. Wishing you a wonderful November. Your post is a nice way to begin the month. I like how your photo of the rock fits with your drawing of the apples, along with the vivid images in your poem.

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    Ellen Grace Olinger

    November 1, 2011 at 9:11 am

    • Hi Ellen. I see you also started November with a tribute! Thanks for your comments. Jane

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      jane tims

      November 1, 2011 at 9:14 pm

  4. I thought the leaves were dead mice when I first saw them, and I thought it was an autumn thing where you live – “the dying of the mice” or something – that would be interesting

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    mymatejoechip

    November 1, 2011 at 7:26 am


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