November sings in minor chords,
in broken light, in maimèd rites,
and brings her own ghost rewards
to forgotten and forgetful men alike,
to poor souls lashed to masts in storms,
to all who, lashed by moonless nights
(moonless nights that see no end),
can find no harbour, find no friend:
for all who choose not to be adored,
November sings to you, in minor chords.
W.D. Clarke is a writer and sometime scholar from Ontario, Canada.
His first novel, White Mythology, was published in 2016 and can be previewed at http://wdclarke.org