Walking in Early Autumn
Behind Mills Hall after supper,
16 October 2013.
My footsteps keep time
to the lark's tune,
as I idle along
through the grass
like a garden snake
or brook
winding its quiet
and thoughtful way.
It should have rained
today (my slicker
slides to and fro,
the only noise out of
place) but I'm glad
it didn't:
just delicious wet air
and the silver-soaked clouds.
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