One Single Impression: Autumn

Early autumn is a slow undressing,
A dropping gently of the clothes of time
In the soft dark of morning, in the early dark of evening
In the cool air that awakens, enlivens, embraces
And ultimately takes summer in a breath of ecstasy--
A breath it holds until midday, when it lets go
To warm all those naked limbs,
All grace and splendor and reaching,
Reaching unabashed--perhaps even proud--
For the equally naked, equally splendid sky.

One Single Impression