City Square, Late Autumn
by Graham Catt


a tongue of stone
reaches skyward
as if to catch the rain

boulders gather in the shadows

the flowers have been decapitated
the trees have shrugged off their green

a couple embrace under a confetti of leaves

a girl is perched at the edge of a bench
she pecks at her sandwich in imitation
of the pigeons gathered at her feet

a man shields his beer with an umbrella

the leaves are rusting in puddles
the fountain drools in its sleep

rats dream in the agapanthus

in the distance
a crane admires itself
in a mirror of windows






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