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Phoebe MacAdams
All Hallow's
----"this is the season of souls" - Holly Prado
The light goes on suddenly in an apartment
as I drive by on the dark freeway.
All Hallow's, this season of souls
like a pumpkin,
a light going on in the impossible dark.Amid the beauty of flowers
blooming in winter,
we get older
in the Southern California way,
warm November days,
cool nights.
.
Flowers and death hold hands
in the season of souls;
during Dias de los Muertos
the arms of death are full of flowers,
every skeleton offers a marigold and
black, orange and yellow are the season's colors.Mortality is a blessing
in the darkness;
nothing to do but
treasure,
and let goWe must have faith in
flowers and death.
Copyright (c) Phoebe MacAdams 2004. All rights reserved.
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