{"id":1217,"date":"2012-04-02T02:12:38","date_gmt":"2012-04-02T02:12:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=1217"},"modified":"2017-07-11T03:14:59","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T03:14:59","slug":"las-estaciones-by-nanette-l-avery","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/las-estaciones-by-nanette-l-avery\/","title":{"rendered":"Las Estaciones by Nanette L. Avery"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Las Estaciones<\/h1>\n

by Nanette L. Avery<\/p>\n

The wind, the sky, the light weaves in and out
\nLas estaciones del a’o, they speak to all
\nFaithfully returning like an evening porch light<\/p>\n

Primavera
\nHer crocus petals showing off new skirts of lavanda
\nBudding twigs sing out estamos aqu
\nSpring when the heart is awakened<\/p>\n

Verano
\nA sultry wind wavers without a care for time
\nLanguid afternoons become steamy nights
\nSummer when el coraz’n is aroused<\/p>\n

Oto’o
\nHis dead leaves crumble into orange flakes
\nAs winds whittle vacant patches in canopies
\nAutumn when the heart strikes oro<\/p>\n

Invierno
\nBlanco, a cold and pale evening’s crossing
\nSnow descends like a cloudy hoard
\nWinter when the heart seeks amor<\/p>\n

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\nNanette L. Avery grew up on St. Thomas, Virgin Islands; a small island in the Lesser Antilles. She is the author of a number of books including Sixty Jars in a Pioneer Town<\/em> and My Mother’s Tattoo And Other Stories For Kids<\/em>. Her poetry and literary works can be found in publications such as Americana Magazine of Popular Culture, Digital Americana, Riverlit, Florida English Journal, Middle Ground, Broken Circles<\/em>, and more. www.nanetteavery.com<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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