Falling into Winter
Like powdered sugar
sprinkled on spice cakes -
brown and russet leaves
dusted in snowflakes.
--Lauren McBride
Poet's Notes: I love fall when I can fling open the windows and let in the cool crisp air instead of summer's inferno. Then I can use the oven without having the kitchen's accidental space heater overtax the air conditioner. And suddenly I feel the need to bake. Perhaps this is why spice cake came to mind to describe snow falling on autumn leaves.
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