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A Walk in October - Oct. 24, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Oct 23
  • 1 min read

I cut a cold, shaded corner

to reach the sun

 

the soft warm press of light

on my face, brakes the feet

I draw an oval breath

 

the whole walk, I’ll bear the

hidden sun to embrace

the revealed one up ahead

 

if pleasure chose a time to play

hide and seek, it would be

an October walk

 
 
 

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