everywhere i go there are signs....
snippets of conversation overheard at the fish market
children talking amongst themselves about class lists and teachers.
here and there the sumac leaves are turning orange
and aspens drop their yellow leaves on the walkway steps
the nights are cooler now and mornings as well.
I find myself reaching for a sweater while i sip my tea on the porch.
daybreak is later and the evening twilight settles sooner
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as i ramble through the gardens it occurs to me
that no one has mentioned any of this to the cosmos
they just keep on blooming and pay no never mind what-ever to the calendar
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