September 25, 2021
SEPTEMBER 25, 2021
It was a bright sun, blue sky day,
refreshingly cool, destined to be short
in a post autumnal equinox way, the morning
farmer’s market shimmering with activity,
with varieties of produce and the multiple
languages of the neighbors we love
Still in full leaf, the neighborhood was green
with red and yellow edges, bright leaves and
sunlight partners in a dance, diamonds in the
breeze, the burning bush hedge beyond the
sun-filled sun porch windows a fiery fall red,
the book on my lap no match for the performance
of a fall afternoon with the intermittent sounds
of child play on our block, the plaintive soprano of
Welsh folk music and my wife in the kitchen
generating aromas, the first in a season of stews
and red wines, cornbread and puddings, the spirits
and spells of thanksgiving and grace, preparation
for the solstice and the cold days beyond!
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