In memoriam: Mark Geller
ABANDONED BY SEASONS

Winter has come
It is dark and it gets darker every day
There are just streaks of brilliance
Which come from remembrances of other seasons,
other years.
I see myself serving no purpose
Just hoping I will see another spring
But my spring has gone
As has my summer
Fall took my leaves
and strong winds blew them away
Leaving me, the father tree,
alone,
to suffer
in my winter.

The sun
with its infinite strength
ducks behind the mountain
and highlights the world
in crimson
and yet,
at the same time,
it promises to return tomorrow.

My expectations of life are so many
that I do not know where to begin.

? Mark Geller

Published in the Dartmouth Aegis, June 1984