Poem by Maya Shvab
The hazy sun descends below the trees Its last light reflected on the brown satin Of the song sparrow’s ruffled feathers The fog over the valley is different tonight It’s thick with the anticipation of January flurries And heavy with the remembrance of Orange monarchs on the cherry’s white flowers September twenty-second, autumn at last
Maya Shvab is an engineering student in California who enjoys writing as a means of escape and expression.
