Beyond the Burn Pile

Leftovers are the fruits
of the season. Honeysuckle
strung like fairy lights, the
bulblets of bittersweet draped
over branches, the last of
wahoo swinging from tiny
stems. The heads of
sunflowers boast hidden
seed and the pods of iris
and Rose of Sharon rattle
for the hardier sorts. Wizened
pumpkins and moldy squash
open to display fat purses
for vole and field mouse,
flicker and jay. All flock in
the icy fall to enjoy the leavings.