WHAT IS FALL

A country table of strawberries
with tiny insects crawling

near the swings
by tall grass dunes

Green and crab apples
falling with rhythmic acorns

on a late barefoot guarantee
the season has exchanged

nature 's budding trees hear
a rush for a welcome wagon

over a faraway harvester echo
for another sugary longing

for black currant jam
stored in the pantry

as red leaves by a poet's hammock
under a sleepy September shine

near the grinding mills
of wheat upon wheat