I think everyone visiting my website should spend the day thinking about and looking at and sniffing leaves (especially poplar leaves, a wonderful smell) and write me a leaf poem.

Sometimes walking through leaves feels like being in a giant bowl of cornflakes.

They can be very slippery, though, especially under runningshoes. And they leave marks on the sidewalk, even after they’ve disintegrated. So…here’s a poem I wrote about that. It was first in Nothing Beats A Pizza, now it’s shown up again in “I Did It Because…” with this extremely goofy illustration by Michael Martchenko:

Leaf poems, letters, questions, and inquiries about Author Visits, e-mail me anytime.

Loris

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