The Air Of Fall Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
The Air Of Fall
Autumnal air
The month of October in upper Algarve
with cooling evening and sunlight
begins to fade earlier every day.
Sky is still blue if a shade paler than
yesterday`s And has white whispery
strands of clouds near its horizon.
Windless, this day birds on the roof have
flown for a short break in Africa but will
be back in March to start a family.
The man from the forest has delivered
winter wood gave him whisky and
wrote him a check.
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5/22/2024 9:40:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
white whispery of cloud at its horizonis good description.winter woods bonfire in the freezing cold of wee hour is romantic and evokes childhood memories in the village when school is morning session and it is dense fog. the winter songbird teteian sings, we scramble on the narrow muddy road to reach school.