Wood and Smoke

Send us Fan MailWood and Smoke Wood and smoke, heavy with apples, summer,laden with lightlight and memories, fade upon the fallen  autumn fires, of September’s silent call,and leaves.And, as night stretches, shadows lengthen, high above,their stars etch the heavenssinging, silent,waitingfor the winter dawnto come.For it is falland colder now,the summer laneshidden, emptybeneaththe boughs and branchesof frosted Octobertrees, waiting, patientlyfor daylightand the slow birthof the winter [email protected]