The Light After Equinox
by Gary Hardaway
Soon enough, October's ragged
lawn will hide its deficiencies
under withered leaves of oak,
pecan, and elm. A first freeze is
still a month away here and
any surprise of snow another
one or two past leaf fall.
Moderating winds push
away the summer's heat and
desiccation. The sun's light is
softer hued now. A faint russet
modulates the stark, hot
white to something kinder to the
wrinkled gray of head and hands.