Just one more sneak peek before my first book of poetry, Arthurian Things: A Collection of Poems, is available from Dark Myth productions next week! I can’t wait to share this book with readers. This poem remarks upon a correlation I have many times imagined between leaves turning in the wind as they fall from trees, and the reputations of Arthurian knights (and, really, anyone) turning in the words of writers as they are passed down through history and culture. Thinking about reputation, and memory, and how we craft them, and how they can change seemingly as easily as leaves blowing on the wind, dependent upon who is writing and the lens through which that writing is happening. I hope you enjoy it!