ON THE TWO HUNDREDTH AND FIFTY-NINTH DAY OF THE YEAR

The first really cold autumn

day, yesterday's sunshine

memory covered by years

of clouds and wind and

shivering flesh; idly I

walked watching still

bright green leaves, and

now, listening to the wind,

I pour another cup of coffee,

and wrap myself in fall.

19.09.2023

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