Marci Rae Johnson: “November Prayer”




November wind that takes
down all the leaves.

Only fragments.
The half-finished thought

& snow that can’t yet stay.
That silence where you used

to speak. Holy hymn,

the chair flat
on the ground, the once

bright flowers now dry
& fragile stalks.

Holy muted sun—even that—
too dazzling for the eyes.


Marci Rae Johnson is a content curation specialist for and a freelance editor. Her poems appear or are forthcoming in Image, Main Street Rag, The Collagist, Rhino, Quiddity, Hobart, Redivider, Redactions, Valparaiso Poetry Review, Louisville Review, and 32 Poems, among others. Her most recent book, Basic Disaster Supplies Kit, was published by Steel Toe Books.

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