November

Five-and-a-half months ago
I raced the sun westward
past smouldering black fields,
and now,
returning east on my birthday,
those same fields
are painted with new growth
browning under a higher sun.
I don’t believe in signs or omens,
but part of me wonders
if it’s all an allegory
for the time I spent away.

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