The harsh heat of summer Has run its course, Leaving seasonal clues Of paler blues And hedgerows full Of tender blackberries. Hawthorn and rowan trees droop With the weight of fruit, And crab apples spill In a carpet of swarming wasps. Outside windows, Threatening crane flies pose On long, spindly legs, aliens Clamouring to enter […]
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