In the season of amber gold
April 3, 1987
snowbanks settle, shrink & glaze; Lilliputian rivers trickle-flow. & though calendars will not claim it so, (from winter) Spring & harvest days. for, pendant from every maple tree spiled & bucketed; girdled about
by a galvanized geometry,
sure signs of retreat becoming a rout;
clear testament to the clocks of old
& the season of amber gold.