“The Red Barn,” by Allison Merkle, 17, of West RutlandYoung Writers Project is a creative, online community of teen writers and visual artists that started in Burlington in 2006. Each week, VTDigger publishes the writing and art of young Vermonters who post their work on youngwritersproject.org, a free, interactive website for youth, ages 13-19. To find out more, please go to youngwritersproject.org or contact Executive Director Susan Reid at [email protected]; (802) 324-9538. Fall may be on its way out, but it hasn’t left us quite yet: Brown leaves still swirl at our feet, ready to be stomped on, a light jacket and scarf will still get you where you need to go and the smell of Thanksgiving stuffing is almost tangible. This week’s featured poet, Sara Guidice of Shelburne, extols the late, evanescent delights of the season before the first snowstorm envelops the landscape.AutumnSara Guidice, 14, ShelburneWhen the leaves fall and I hear the sound,I walk above the crunchy ground.Church bells ring as Thanksgiving awaits,I think to myself what is there to hate?I pick the apples from the trees so high,and watch the kids run where the playset lies.The crisp autumn breeze, so cold and fright!I see my own breath in the dark of night.The cold air carries the scent of pine,pumpkin pie, sweet and fine.The moon glows through the night,days get short and the moon glows bright.As the soccer season ends, I find myself bored,but when it all settles in, I will always score.The time goes by fast, as it always has,but it’s different now because it didn’t last.Read the story on VTDigger here: Young Writers Project: ‘Autumn’.