But now autumn comes
With petals of sun-stained loveliness.
Summer has been spaces—
Taken unawares
A tidal wave submerged the city.
And now where I lie
In a draughty room
While lights from the street
Circle the wall,
I pray this autumn
Be gentle and kind:
An autumn of solitudes
Of memory and patience,
An autumn of rest
From the wheel of the mind.
an autumn of solitude is what I want.
Exactly...a wind-down after the summer :) Thanks, Billy