Sarette Albin is a student in the Master of Liberal Studies program at Southern Methodist University. As a high school English teacher at an all-girls school in Dallas, she spends her days discussing literature and workshopping essays with her students (and hearing about the latest Taylor Swift gossip, of course). When not teaching or writing, Sarette can be found spoiling her dog rotten, going to the movies with her husband, or finding new places to explore.
poetry
October in Iowa
Sarette Albin, Southern Methodist University
It’s not the crisp cool air
Or the changing of the colors.
It’s not the shortened days
Or the arrival of the frost.
It’s not the crackle of a fire
Warming dormant hearths again.
It’s the smell of rot that marks each autumn,
That tells us time is passing.
The reek of damp decay
And the black of fallen foliage.
A reminder of our promised end,
Our returning to the earth.
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