Jerry Kilbride Dorothy McLaughlin Randal Johnson Margaret Chula Joann Klontz David Cobb John Stevenson Jerry Ball Rick Tarquinio John Hall | ocean calm the huge red sun touches its reflection | Jerry Kilbride | first autumn rain under firs summer lingers in scented dust | Randal Johnson | white lilies . . . the parish priest begins to speak | Joann Klontz | autumn foliage some old friends remarry | John Stevenson | pink morning light a dying monarch struggles from cupped hands | Rick Tarquinio |
| | | autumn vacation clouds in the blue sky unmapped and nameless | Dorothy McLaughlin | just a tinge of red in the leaves evening crickets | Margaret Chula | no name on her plot I move the flowers about bare grave to bare grave | David Cobb | morning chill the blind girl tells me the stones sound sharper than usual | Jerry Ball | white sand raked smooth one persimmon one dent | John Hall | | |
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