This is your convocation

Poetry

in praise of the last

of summer

and its gold-plumed grass,

the marshy wetland

not yet vanished.

Listen—do you hear

the ancient song

of cranes,

beaks arched up

to catch the falling dusk?

Faith Allington is a writer, gardener and lover of mystery parties who resides in Seattle. Her work is forthcoming or has previously appeared in various literary journals, including Crow & Cross Keys, The Fantastic Other, The Quarter(ly), Bowery Gothic and FERAL.