Gilding the Earth by Phyllis Wax

A Pushcart nominated poet, Phyllis Wax lives and writes on a bluff overlooking Lake Michigan in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. From her office window she has observed fox kits frolicking and a family of eight turkeys pecking in the garden. Recently she encountered a young deer in her driveway, on its way to snack at the bird feeder.

Dorcas:
A fantasia of falling leaves changing to snow drops.
Posted 12/01/2013 04:56 PM

Wilda Morris:
Beautiful poem, Phyllis! I'm glad I looked back to see what I missed while I was on the road!
Posted 10/22/2013 10:02 PM

Jo:
Full of music and a surprise ending. What a fine poem.
Posted 10/21/2013 05:16 PM

wendy morton:
Today while I'm raking the maple leaves to cover the garden, I will think of these small suns.
Posted 10/21/2013 11:33 AM

ed werstein:
Excellent work, Phyllis. Ed
Posted 10/21/2013 11:08 AM

TheSilverOne:
Another Beautiful poem, Phyllis! Doris B
Posted 10/21/2013 09:07 AM

Marilyn L Taylor:
What a splendid, vivid poem, Phyllis!
Posted 10/21/2013 08:57 AM

tiddles:
Beautifully done! Makes me not want to be a diligent scraper-- perhaps hold off the earth's providing that next coat. Marilyn Zelke-Windau
Posted 10/21/2013 08:18 AM

Carol Hauer:
Beautiful images. This poem makes me appreciate Fall even more. Thanks, Phyllis.
Posted 10/21/2013 08:14 AM

paradea:
Great!
Posted 10/21/2013 08:02 AM

jeanie:
very nice phyllis ... i love thinking of the earth as a gilded beast! ~ jeanie
Posted 10/21/2013 07:23 AM

Ross Kightly:
I think the previous comments about sum it up - this is a marvellous celebration of the season and received with many thanks!
Posted 10/21/2013 07:06 AM

rksanders@charter.net:
Love the music of this, especially "until wind loosens in handfuls weightless coins to float to the ground"
Posted 10/21/2013 06:58 AM

mimi:
perfect images of a precious, poignant season...
Posted 10/21/2013 06:55 AM

KevinArnold:
Somehow, these gilt maples take me right back to my roots in the Midwest. Well done.
Posted 10/21/2013 06:52 AM

fer:
Ohhh, I know my favorite: overlapping layers of golden scales. Thanks so much for this lovely poem. (And writing "from a bluff overlooking Lake Michigan...")
Posted 10/21/2013 06:40 AM

paula:
Such lovely images. Good to hear your voice Paula
Posted 10/21/2013 06:02 AM

Katrina:
Amazing - 'rake it naked' streaks a double-stark abrasion and I am so glad the ground knows what it wants.
Posted 10/21/2013 04:17 AM