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Leaves are the flowers of fall.

—Unknown

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fallen leaves—
the abbot sweeps
around them

—John Brandi

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What is it the wind has lost
that she keeps looking for
under each leaf?

—Braided Creek

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How beautifully leaves grow old, how full of light and color are their last days.

—John Burroughs

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i catch
the maple leaf—
then let
it go

—John Wills

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Poem: To a Child

Poem: Leaf Litter on Rock Face

Poem: Spring and All

Poem: Leaves

Poem: Four-Leaf Clover

Poem: What the Leaf Told Me

Poem: A Yellow Leaf

Poem: Leaves

Poem: Gathering Leaves

Poem: Gathering Leaves in Grade School

Poem: November Leaves

Poem: Mourners

Poem: After Years

Poem: Late September

Poem: A Letter

Poem: A Leaf Falls

Poem: Leaves

Poem: Bay Leaves

Poem: Old Leaves

Poem: The Leaves

Poem: Like Leaves

Poem: Red Leaves

Poem: The Falling Leaves

Poem: My Autumn Leaves

Poem: The Way the Leaves Keep Falling

Poem: “Thin little leaves of wood fern, ribbed and toothed”

Poem: The Shapes of Leaves

Poem: The Dark Leaves

Poem: Aware

Poem: The Dew Upon

Poem: The Last Leaf

Poem: Enough

Leaves of Grass

Practice: Leaves on a stream

Rivers and Tides (1:06:09)

My, what big leaves you have

Sōji no nochi no fūkei/掃除の後の風景

O’Keeffe’s leaves

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