I Will Never Know

 

Lawn has long shadows
As the day light gets shorter.
Where is the sun now?

 

 








How yellow the leaves,
How yellow the sunlight through them,
How soft the morning.

 

 





Orange leaf and sun
Merge in illumination.
Leaf and light are still.

 

Crows caw overhead
Above the stink of gas fumes;
They both disappear.

 

Bright carpet of brown--
Leaves lie on the forest floor
Waiting for winter.

 

Deep forest shadows
Adjoin patches of sunlight
Natural borders.

 

What is he thinking,
My friend stopping in his truck?
I will never know.

 

The last chicories
Blooming as if they were first.
(No one has told them).