Sunday Evening

A picture from a few years ago of a bar browsing in the garden

shorts and flip flops
are pretty much out of
the question at night
I'm a Birki man myself
but never-the-less

still
during the day
you could
conceivably
wear
every piece
of clothing
you own

chilly mornings,
I still haven't found
my uggs
too hot to mow the lawn
by noon
and it drops
like a stone
after dark

by 4:30p
the day is ending
in a parade of shadows
made up of
late fall light
the remaining leaves
and
a chill