The chill of fall
The bleak sunlight
Making a cold white carpet of the lake
With sparkling crystalline decoration.
Still the warmth of the sun
Creates the ambiguity of the day
Preventing a too simple reading
And inviting us
To experience the contradictions,
The contrasts and the combinations
Of differences in light, in temperature, in mood
That tap our imaginations
In ways a colder day cannot.
There is no doubt about the direction of change,
Toward cold,
Toward greater distance between self and circumstance.
Needed will be layers of clothing,
Restrictions on type and time of outdoor activity
Clearer separation of the internal and the external.
The present affords the luxury
Of easy movement
Back and forth
The special privilege of these days
At the edge of seasons.
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