Summer débutante’s gown

grown shy

blushing falls

thrilling leaf by burnishing leaf

spinning through Constables’ light

grace-full arms:




By bonniemcclellan

Mother, poet, american ex-pat from Texas living in Northern Italy.


  1. The wordplay is incantatory. One sound calls for the next and the the next one is summoned thereafter. I dug this one.

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