Mellow mists
First real fog of autumn
vision
fifty yards at most
a redefinition of reality
ghostly trees and houses
on the edge of space
a temporary blindness
shared by the community
under a dense shrunken sky
: but life goes on
and we all go to work
to school or about our business
and the wind—
the wind has yet
to stir but when it awakes
it will clear the air
then the birds will
recall their song
and my mind
will move on
beyond
the last thought
John Lyons