"What Else" by Carolyn Locke


Hi Readers,

I found this poem a while back, but quite frankly forgot to share it. Nevertheless, it is a very tranquil and pensive piece, which I hope you all appreciate just as I do. If you know of any other nature-related poems worth sharing, please feel free to do so right here at Reading Soup!

- The Soup Chef

What Else
By Carolyn Locke

The way the trees empty themselves of leaves,
let drop their ponderous fruit,
the way the turtle abandons the sun-warmed log,
the way even the late-blooming aster
succumbs to the power of frost--

this is not a new story.
Still, on this morning, the hollowness
of the season startles, filling
the rooms of your house, filling the world
with impossible light, improbable hope.

And so, what else can you do
but let yourself be broken
and emptied? What else is there
but waiting in the autumn sun?

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