By Constance Clark

falling without sound

flung chaotic without rustle,

burnt brown oak leaves pile—

deep foothills of cellulose

a woman’s meditation

Constance Clark is a writer and retired teacher from central NJ. Her poems have appeared in Litbreak Magazine, Heavy Feather Review, Kosmos Journal, several anthologies, and elsewhere. She is currently working on a collection of poems focused on the notice of nature that will include a long eco-aesthetic poem adapted from the concept of Japan’s 72 microseasons.