In Autumn, While You Lay Dying by Pamela L. Taylor

November 30, 2013 | By | 2 Replies More

I drove west for two hundred miles to see trees

and their kaleidoscope of dangling leaves—

brilliant shrouds of crimson, sulfur, and copper.


I stood as witness to these ancient lives

who know by instinct about time and purpose

and healing and weeping and keeping silent.


I wanted to commit to memory this graceful

face of death and to erase what I last saw

in yours—eyes in retreat, the battle already lost.


Pamela L. Taylor is a data guru by day and a poet by night. She is a co-organizer of Living Poetry, a group that organizes and promotes poetry events throughout the Triangle area of North Carolina. When Pamela is not working or writing, she’s dancing Argentinean tango. In 2016 she relocated to Boston. Read more of Pamela L. Taylor’s poetry published on When Women Waken. Pamela writes at A Poet’s Double Life.

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Category: African American, Grief, Poetry, United States of America, When Women Waken Literary Journal

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  1. Laila Blake says:

    I really love this one – you manage to pack so much into so few words, filled each with meaning. That’s my favourite kind of poetry!

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