The Seasons

Sometimes spring is Spring. Sometimes autumn’s Autumn.
Winter is definitely Winter. Summer’s always Summer.
At least that’s true for me. Here.
Solstices, equinoxes, calendars. Celestial, human. True. False. 
I have many more seasons. Fewer years.

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Goose Summer

These mild, like summer, autumn days float 
with gossamer clouds and filmy spider webs 
moving slightly in the breeze and geese 
wedging to the lake overhead as I 
take off my goose-down vest and rest. 

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“Goose Summer” is a Middle English term for this kind of late summer weather. See my etymological explanation at whynameitthat.blogspot.com/…indian-summer-gossamer-and-goose-summer

 

Migration

“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.” –  Lao Tzu

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The birds are leaving for winter places
on this, my birthday. I’m staying here.
The seasons are changing. So will I.
I don’t know my destination or if
I will return here. So it is.

When October 5 Became October 15

October 4, 1582: Pope Gregory XIII declared
the next day wouldn’t be the fifth.
It would be Friday, October 15, 1582.
Ten days from the Julian calendar gone.
And let’s call the new version Gregorian.

calendar

In the Pope’s defense, he was trying to fix the existing calendar which was 10 days out of sync with the seasons – but still, a Pope just zapping 10 days out of a year seems like a bit of a power grab. No birthday parties for those born October 5-14 that year.