Poet's Corner — September
Fall, from faellen in Old English, meaning "the fall of the leaf" — probably from the German, fällen to fall.
September in Belfast
The butter yellow finches are drabbing down
as well the ruby throated hummingbirds'
crimson collarpoints are fading.
The light is going burnished and even
before the first leaf blushes
rising wind carries the soft aroma of change.
Writers, like squirrels, scoop up
school supplies on sale, fresh
paper, gel pens, notepads,clips
that sit in stacks on the desk
in their wrappers
like puppies, begging to be filled with ideas.
─ Ellen Sander
Before the Fall
In all the years that I have lived this lifetime
I have never known a moment's peace at all.
I am standing by the canyon
where the water rushes in;
it's just like me
to stand before the fall.
This thing we've walked all over is a jewel
spinning in a universal mind.
Silent like an opal
moving softly through the dark
that could turn into the light
if there were time.
In the morning the cool wind sings sweetly.
I gather autumn's apples in a shawl.
I'm thinking when the snow comes
you will meet me
& rock me
in your arms before the fall.
─ Ellen Sander
Poets Corner is curated by Ellen Sander, the Poet Laureate of Belfast, and open to submissions. Send submissions in the body of an email (not an attachment) to firstname.lastname@example.org. Feel free to use that email address to communicate any questions, requests, suggestions or issues about poetry in Belfast.
The next Poetry Jam at Bell the Cat, an open poetry reading hosted by Ellen Sander is Friday, Sept. 20. Bring works to read or recite or listen to while enjoying the deli noshes, sweets and beverages including beer and wine the renown Belfast café offers. Signup to read is at 6 p.m., the reading starts at 6:30 p.m. Poet Laureate office hours are Tuesdays at 1 p.m. in the Belfast Free Library third floor conference room.