A Season to Remember

Through the Unease of Fog

The fog reduces all to mystery.

It makes a sudden stranger of a tree,

the fences queer, and a familiar face

no longer understood or commonplace.

A bush becomes a warning of something

never before considered, and a ring

of questions forms around a shifting wall

through which you cannot see and cannot call.

It has discovered some weird other side

to what has always seemed plain, firm, and wide,

and warily, as though watched, the people go

through the unease of all they do not know.

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