recharging batteries
last cut of the season
mowing by moonlight
© Rachel Green November 2024
becoming insular
as autumn turns toward winter
cold fingers, cold toes
and an unexpected pain in the abdomen.
Trees are still full of leaves
and I ate an apple from the tree
still crisp and sweet.
Nasturtiums still blooming
and the reflowering of an antirrhinum
long after the bees have begun
their long winter dormancy.
A pound of organic carrots
has gone up fifteen percent;
soon there'll be no farmers
and civilisation will collapse
for want of migrant workers.
Today I'll wear gloves
for my daily walk.
© Rachel Green November 2024
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