Monday, December 5, 2016

Songs I Love in 88 Words or Less: '"Autumn Almanac"

"Autumn Almanac," The Kinks

Under tissue sky I
the end-of-the-season sale.

All the leaves, crackling bloodless arid,
you can fit in one paper bag.

A dozen seed pods--a bargain!--
everything within on chelonian lock-down.

Then by the river, so
foolish and tender,
a yellow rose I grab to hold in my hibernating

This song by the way is just Ray being Ray. And I suspect the caterpillar is buttoned up in a cardigan.

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