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FIRE

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The leaves of a Japanese Maple burn briefly hot with crimson, gold, and violet, before dusting the ground with their ashen bodies. The last fierce blaze, then the soft tendrils of curling smoke, and finally the delicate ash slumber before the quieting blanket of frost and snow.

Red, gold and purple leaves of Japanese maple in the fall.

Red, gold and purple leaves of Japanese maple in the fall.

Red, gold and purple leaves of Japanese maple in the fall.

Red, gold and purple leaves of Japanese maple in the fall.

Red, gold and purple leaves of Japanese maple in the fall.

Red, gold and purple leaves of Japanese maple in the fall.

Red, gold and purple leaves of Japanese maple in the fall.

Eating fire

is your ambition:

to swallow the flame down

take it into your mouth

and shoot it forth, a shout or an incandescent

tongue, a word

exploding from you in gold, crimson,

unrolling in a brilliant scroll

To be lit up from within

vein by vein

To be the sun

- Margaret Atwood, Selected Poems 1965-1975

Red, gold and purple leaves of Japanese maple in the fall.

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