TOMORROW IS OCTOBER
Now that fires have been contained
These ashes are of our own making
Clouds hang up on radio towers
And sirens sing one song for hours
Here begins the fitting end
To what we'd started over
When tomorrow is October
A masquerade of civility
Had stood the test of time of me
I kept the faith and hid behind
Whatever parade was cheering mine
But circus wheels leave muddy fields
The flowers trampled over
When tomorrow is October
The scrubby hills flash their teeth
All iron will and disbelief
I move to rise, but as soon
Here's that first dark afternoon
Cold and golden, cross and scolding
Even angels who lord over
When tomorrow is October
Joe Henry
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Footnotes
The image of Joe Henry was co-opted from here.
The immediate need to post this page
was created there.
An eye-popping treasure-trove of musical
and literary information about Mr. Henry
can be found elsewhere.
The last word of the last footnote
on this page is spelt backwards.
Including this one, four songs written
by Mr. Henry have been recorded
by his better known sister-in-law,
AnnodaM
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