Life, Death, Life – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: one of many trails I walk in the Beelu Forest, Mundaring.

“Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn.” Elizabeth Lawrence

Life, Death, Life

Did you notice the first leaf fading,
did you feel its dry, necrous, flesh,
and did you see it fall so gently to
the warm bosom of the earth
who drew it tenderly into herself,
knowing that their embrace would
bring life in a mysterious unfolding.


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34 responses to “Life, Death, Life – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Loving my return to your site, Paul, and remembering all over again that it was you who pointed me in the direction of dVerse, where I have been playing and braying (sometimes like a Feral Goat) since January 2022, What a rich feast!
    I feel drawn into the magic and melody of this community of poets … Thank you and many blessings your way x

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  2. Mostly, sadly, no, we didn’t.
    Did we only celebrate all worthy things in each moment, there’s be no time or energy left to be making one another feel bad.

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  3. Your words are mystical. Bringing out the life in death.

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  4. Your poem is my September, the most poignant month for me.

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  5. deer pol, i hev a turbul long-destince crush on yew, but tell yer beooful wife natta worrie bekuse i can’t git there to do a good job of stockin yew, signed, a. nonymuss 🤣

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  6. Autumn is a season during which I frequently feel more reflective, Paul. Your poem speaks to those feelings so well.

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  7. lync56

    Such a beautiful poem

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