This entry is in the form of two recent poems and photos.

it is one of the mysteries

that the green backs of leaves
and the green backs of salmon
turn red at the same time

miles from the sea
in the clear streams of fall
before the rains have come

perhaps it is the leaf
to its original darkness
descending from green
through yellow
and red
on its journey back
to the black earth

perhaps it is so with the salmon
returning to its source
where she can see him
in the liquid shadows
under the dark log

her belly
resting on smooth black gravel
swollen with eggs
charged and ready

so she knows
in the moment she spills her seed
that the risk she takes
she will not take

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