On a wet fall day,
A slow moving stream
On blackened concrete
Enfolds in its current
Wayward leaves
Of blighted browns and rare russet.
As I tramp under a maple,
I remember
Other wet seasons
I have known
When banana trees
Arched into grey skies,
Holding tightly
Those familiar leaves
Forever green
In my young eyes.
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The rainy season has nearly ended in South Florida. After fifty inches of rain this year the banana patch has been weeded and pruned. The banana leaves are good for steaming rice and fish. The leaves impart a vegetal,earthy taste. The steaming square of leaf unfolds into a natural plate....Your photo is lovely.
Thank you for your poetic response.
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