Just peace, or a just peace?
E ither or neither or both attainable, for
A fter all, who rightly sees both
N ot as ends but means?
N ovember, that month between
E vergreens and reflections on scarlet and gold,
T urning time back amid
T wirling dryness of leafy remnants,
E mblems of a peaceful death
R eborn in the sparkle of winter's promised snowfall.
A utumn's interim hosted America's first elected Congresswoman,
N ever voting for her nation's entry into world war,
K indly and fierce, from ranch to farm to world,
I ncensed and inspiring, launching a
N ew November, first and penultimate, of means yet unrealized.
