They are yellow with a red blush
nothing like the green crabapples
from last year, she tells me
so many had fallen, covered the ground
the urge to pick them on her walk
becomes the moist oatmeal apple
delicacies appearing
on our dinner table
fall feels like fall today, we agree
but the crabapple tree
enjoys a summer renaissance
—
Writer, activist & spoken word artist, Margaret R. Sáraco, published two poetry collections with Human Error Publishing, If There Is No Wind and Even the Dog Was Quiet which was a finalist in the Eyelands Book Awards contest. She won first prize in the Moving Words competition for her poem “Dear Rorschach.”
