I poem I wrote while watching the people leave and arrive at Bruce Hall from the wall across the street.<\/p>\n
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By the white streetlights Closing your eyes from the world around For, in this place, Autumn brings life And with it, a soul is renewed Which brings an end to our year.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I poem I wrote while watching the people leave and arrive at Bruce Hall from the wall across the street.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-25","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=25"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":27,"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25\/revisions\/27"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=25"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=25"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.keiichi.net\/keiichi\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=25"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nPeople move to and fro
\nSome to escape the moonless night
\nOthers, to fill their souls in it.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nYou feel the cool breeze hold you
\nAs Autumn’s touch slowly surrounds
\nAnd fills one’s heart with hope.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nAs the touch lets one escape
\nFrom the Sun’s scorching knife
\nAnd slowing begin to live again.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nFor these times bring closer
\nThe revalry and joy that can not be subdued.
\nWith the festiveness in the three months.<\/span><\/p>\n