The paradox of Autumn…

Garments shed lay at Autumn's feet.

Garments shed lay at Autumn’s feet.

The paradox of Autumn
amuses me.

Whilst I spend my time figuring out how to add layers
of clothing to shelter myself against the Chicago wind and cold
the trees begin to strip down and dance in the wind
an erotic dance
embracing longer nights.

In summer the trees feel overstuffed and indulgent
full of leaves.
You can hardly see their framework through all the foliage.

Autumn begins the strip-tease and seduction of all our senses:
smell, taste, touch, sight.

Winter ravishes and lays the trees bare.

Spring brings with it a blush of embarrassment
and the trees clothe themselves once again.

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