Below is the poem entitled Season of Mist and Mellow Fruitfulness which was written by poet
heckman. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The mist in California lives only fifty
feet from the beach, otherwise there is
no mist only bright bright skies and
a very hot sun...after all we are the
desert. Living 13 blocks from the ocean
it is over 90 degrees during the day now,
as I hear it is turning a colorful autumn
on the East coast.
Surely in our autumn the figs begin to
hang from the trees as do the pears and
persimmons. But the heat doesn't let up
until November. It is not unusual to have
Santa Ana winds, hot winds, blowing
the kids over on Halloween.
The winters are a laugh here there is
no snow unless you drive up to the top
of the local mountains and rain doesn't
happen for long. Yet Spring in California
last at least seven months which is the
blessed reason we all live here.
This has been a very hot, long hot
summer yet, by the beginning of
November it will be over and winter
rain usually doesn't arrive until
February. I'm looking forward to
the cooling air of our tame winter.