The double harvest moon

shown
brightly
as
the
autumnal
equinox
passed.
But
the
date
was
a
mere
number.
Autumn
was
already
about...

the summer sang out...

with gladiolus, and simmering beets, and mounds of tomatoes....

and it all came tumbling down

There
you are-
sitting
on
your
wall-
not
expecting
that
the
world
that
so
comfortably
caressed
you
would
suddenly
take
different
turns.
The
souls
around
you
that
have
nourished
you,
your
well
being,
your
love,
have
all
shifted.
And
you
are
left
with
the
terrifying
thought
of,
perhaps,
this
time,
it
can't
be
put
back
together
again.