When asters flower, first frost comes soon
As with all blossoms—they pass so quick
Nature wants us gone: mudslides, wildfires
earthquakes, the local flora turned poisonous
Perhaps for too long we’ve sidestepped
what is beyond our senses, all of science
It’s all so clear now—the air almost water
GRAHAM EVERETT, the recipient of the Walt Whitman Birthplace Poet of the Year for 2015, and the author of numerous small press collections of poetry, has relocated to Central Virginia, the cradle of the republic.