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I like to talk. And write poetry. I paint a little too.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Rye Road Waiting

Three weeks have passed since I proclaimed the arrival of autumn: far too precipitate.

Rye Road Warming

We are waiting for trees
to turn golden, we are waiting
for days to cool us down: It's October
and too warm still.

That greenhouse effect
must have swallowed
the hype: "Think globally,
act locally."

Rye Road is waiting.


Blogger Rob said...

Good. Provocative twist on the global/local cliché.

It's the same here. October in Scotland, and outside the sky is blue, the sun is shining, and we haven't had the heating on since May.

12:32 PM, October 07, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

and what about light, K? It's warm here, too, but the days are shorter.
I like how you dealt with it in your poem.

8:37 AM, October 08, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Too warm, indeed. Here it's 11:00PM and the temperature is
81 °F / 27 °C. People are mopping their brows and wondering will the cool weather ever come?

Surely your weather has turned by now, and we can expect a poem on the autumn chill? To cool me vicariously?

5:42 AM, October 22, 2006  

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