Bluff View Art District
Chattanooga, TN
It was autumn –
The trees were on fire –
The smoke of extinguished maples was gathered as the grey-blue sky.
Singers sang the songs of evergreens –
Painters caught their song and grew it out of the brown tones of earth.
Steel and bronze, wood and clay (shapes of lament and play)
spread upon the lawns an illumination.
Hand-in-hand the lovers held what was a present future.
Children cast a blaze of wonder –
Retold, in the passing river, was the war and peace of the world.
It was autumn –
The trees were on fire –
The smoke of extinguished maples was gathered as the grey-blue sky.
Singers sang the songs of evergreens –
Painters caught their song and grew it out of the brown tones of earth.
Steel and bronze, wood and clay (shapes of lament and play)
spread upon the lawns an illumination.
Hand-in-hand the lovers held what was a present future.
Children cast a blaze of wonder –
Retold, in the passing river, was the war and peace of the world.
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