Indian Summer   Russet rustles in the trees – impatient, simmering Bracken starts to hunch Defeat on the air Flocks gather, skeins depart Tiny cellophane wings insist – buzzing furious insects, reprieved, make hay, drink blood, Fruit falls, wormy soft Tractors stripe the fields Fluffy seeds scatter and drift Landscape blurs, like old photos album-trapped […]