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Prolific scrubby sumac
becomes a brilliant red
joe-pye weed pleases us.

Tall and purple
the regal ironweed,
goldenrod sways.

Poison red dogwood seeds
shine for passing youngsters
but they've been warned.

In formation, honking geese
draw us outdoors to see
a perfect V in the sky.

Crispy brown locust shells
now a frosting of mud pies
and the fireflies are gone.


-- Cay Hamilton


Cay Hamilton is a lifetime social worker living in Aspinwall. She is 95 years old and a long-time member of the Madwomen in the Attic poetry group. She writes poems about the horse-and-buggy days, World War I and her father's blacksmith shop. Many writers featured in Chapter & Verse are guests of Prosody, produced by Jan Beatty and Ellen Wadey. Prosody airs every Tuesday at 7 p.m. on independent radio, WYEP 91.3 FM.


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