Indian Summer Poem by Carol Fleming Klein

Indian Summer



Come dance with me
in the red and gold
Dress in a sweater and jeans
and run through the woods
crunching through the fallen leaves
and
dance in the sunshine
with me.

And be free
for a moment
without 'have to'
and 'should'
and twirl me
until my skirts billow full
and
I am breathless

Then we will laugh
and catch each other
spinning
in the crispness
of the fall.

October 22,1995

Thursday, February 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
'Indian summer' is a phrase used in the northeastern part of the country to describe that time of returned warmth and glorious blue skies in autumn just before winter frosts and cold turn the land dormant. It is characterized by the blooming of asters and goldenrod, by cooler breezes, but bright sunshine. I imagine that there was some reason to attach that name to it. Perhaps there was a native migration or movement of some of the tribes to prepare for the winter to come. By using the title I mean no disrespect to Native Americans or their history. It is merely evocative of a beautiful time of the year just as the season prepares to change.
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Carol Fleming Klein

Carol Fleming Klein

Stoneham, Massachusetts
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