Nearing My Father's Childhood Home
I walk under maples in early autumn.
The canted light is changed and familiar.
Shadows dissolve into doorways
and eaves along Mansfield Avenue.
The air sifts a bite of woodsmoke,
wind brushing me like locust wings.
Unraked leaves in a ditch smell like rot,
the sweet-chill of a damp riverbed.
Starlings skitter above the house. In my steps
over the lawn, late blossoms spring into light.
About the Author
Jeffrey Alfier’s recent books include Fugue for a Desert Mountain, Anthem for Pacific Avenue, and The Red Stag at Carrbridge: Scotland Poems. Publication credits include Copper Nickel, Midwest Quarterly, Poetry Ireland Review, and The McNeese Review. He is founder and co-editor of Blue Horse Press and San Pedro River Review.