MONHEGAN AUTUMN
The air is cooler now,
And summer’s search for
Frantic pleasures has slowed
To heavier clothing, more gulls,
And shorter days,
In our little splash of time.
The mists are bathed in
Golden fall glory, so
Except for the coming season,
Nothing much has changed:
Art and beauty remain constant,
As do the rocks and sea,
Human intrusion notwithstanding.
Gus Bombard