dear fall...

who are you,little i

(five or six years old)
peering from some high

window;at the gold


of november sunset

(and feeling:that if day
has to become night

this is a beautiful way)
[e.e. cummings]

In the middle of last week, [a few days early] it changed from summer to fall. I am cold all the time. Cummings helps. A fire would be more helpful.