Poetry
November in SoCal
This year, autumn feels too familiar;
the late afternoon breeze blows
one degree cooler as more leaves
turn gold on the pomegranate trees;
shadows lengthen with impunity
as the sun travels further away
from mind and memory. I’d like
to ponder what all this means,
but my soul is filled
with more darkness than light.
I’ve become the autumn,
stretched, sore, engorged
with the need to lay down
and regard the horizon
through half-closed eyes.
Marie C. Lecrivain
Marie C Lecrivain is a writer, and co-publisher of, Sybaritic Press, and an ordained priestess in the Ecclesia Gnostica Catholica, the ecclesiastical arm of O.T.O. Her work has appeared in California Quarterly, OMNI Reboot (under the pen name M. Justine Gerard), Gargoyle, Nonbinary Review, Orbis, and Pirene’s Fountain. She’s curated several anthologies, including Ashes to Stardust: A David Bowie Tribute Anthology (© 2022 Sybaritic Press www.sybpress.com).