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Inspired by the season, Still River Road resident Frank Williams composed these poems. Are you a poet? It’s not too early to start collecting your best work for the annual Harvard Press Literary Edition. Look for it in the summer of 2012.
Halloween
The doorbell rings. Now who is that? We open up to see a cat Not just the ordinary kind But a two-legged one you seldom find The most ferocious I’ve ever seen The kind you see on Halloween! Just yesterday they were so sweet Tonight they threaten trick or treat! They get dressed up just once a year Into our hearts will they strike fear On this night when we honor saints We only hope that no one faints. Our progeny of years to come Might ever play their tricks on some But mostly they’ll accept a treat These ghosts and goblins you will meet. So Halloween is here once more We’ve no idea what lies in store.
The Harvest Moon
Summer departed, Fall will arrive In cooler times do we feel alive Apple trees now picked are bare Crops of pumpkins do we now share All signs of Winter coming soon Such foretell the coming of the Harvest Moon. Lovers stroll down leaf-covered lanes Drawing closer as the moonlight wanes Aware of colder times ahead Now cautiously they tread Where fallen leaves cause pitfalls Afraid their bones they’ll break. View of a gigantic orb above May make you feel full of love The moonlight sky a gorgeous glow Portends ahead the threat of snow Winter will be on us soon Events foretold by the Harvest Moon.
—Frank Williams
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