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late August:
sad leftovers of once-orange
day lilies. Half-
browned fronds fall, cross-
hatch, amass
their quickly declining
piling. But
from the entry-way window,
I can see again
that runt hosta! It’s baring
its buried leaves,
flaunting the flaxen beige
of its variegated
edging, waving its fading
purple pennants
into the post-season.

            —first published in Muddy River Poetry Review

Photo by Rachel Ellis on Unsplash

D.R. James

D. R. James lives in the woods outside Saugatuck, Michigan, and has recently retired from Hope College after 37 years of teaching writing, literature, and peace studies. His most recent of ten collections is Mobius Trip (Dos Madres Press, 2021).