Poetry: “Autumn in the park” by David Groulx

Autumn in Park

We lay here on the grass, beneath October

the leaves falling

the leaves falling

the sun driven, from our faces.

Time moving naked

across the trees.

We lay here on the grass, beneath October 

the snow falling

the snow falling

the sun driven from our faces.

autumn is parked

upon us.

 

 

David Groulx is an Indigenous poet from Canada. “From Turtle Island to Gaza” (Athabasca University Press) was published in 2019.