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Invitation by Enoch Thompson

by Patricia | 12.20.12

First Snow by Nonnecke

Excuse me, Winter,
Won’t you please come to tea
With the rustling wind
And yellow, red, falling leaves?

And when you leave,
Go giving a present–
A beautiful flower
Or butterfly pendant.

But please be swift.
The tea will be cooling
In the night wind.

With Love,
Sincerely,
Autumn

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Photo by Nonnecke.

2 Responses to Invitation by Enoch Thompson

  1. Sarah Dunster

    Love the Butterfly Pendant. Is this a butterfly body, dead and beautifully preserved among autumn leaves? That image just makes this poem for me.

  2. Patricia

    I think he means, spring–when winter leaves and butterflies appear in company with flowers.

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