Late in October

 

Playing the odds of one more warm day
the last katydid is hanging tough
while a mantis prepares for hara-kiri.

Nervous chipmunks pool intelligence.
They’re drawing up secret maps
and hiding them in burrows.

I hear each year they forget
where they’ve stashed them
and so must struggle like the rest of us
blinded by frozen eyelids
stumbling, falling
toward utter hibernation.

Squirrels are in my face
staring right through me
peering for nuts I may have hidden
behind my ears.

I guess I’m no threat now
compared to what’s coming.
The ones who can’t take the pressure
throw themselves in front of cats.

*
– text by Tullio DeSantis

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3 responses to “Late in October

  1. Rebecca Tompkins

    Wow, this poem is making me nostalgic for fall. This makes me think of my childhood, when I used to play outside in the fall. The threat, or “what’s coming” makes me think of winter coming in, and even though things are nice now, there is always something worse on the horizon. Beautiful poem.

  2. Tom Spitz

    I enjoyed reading piece as I had just come in from my back porch after drinking my daily after dinner coffee in the crisp autumn air. During the brief 5 to 8 minutes I observed chipmunks running to and from under my shed, a squirrel on its hind legs doing something with an acorn with its front paws, and something you do not see every day, a bird trying to escape from my leaf-proofed rain gutter. It traveled about 30 or 40 feet parallel with the roof before it realized that he does not belong there. It was pecking and chewing at the leaf preventive mesh while its partner sat on the roof chirping away. At first I thought it was some kind of critter chewing at the lattice that surround the porch seeking possible shelter for the upcoming winter as that has been an issue in past years. I then heard its little footsteps running back to the end of the rain gutter until it poked its head outside and flew away to safety.
    Good thing for the bird that one of the local cats was not waiting for it at the end for an easy catch!

  3. T. Spitz

    I enjoyed reading this piece as I had just come in from my back porch after drinking my daily after dinner coffee in the crisp autumn air. During the brief 5 to 8 minutes I observed chipmunks running to and from under my shed, a squirrel on its hind legs doing something with an acorn with its front paws, and something you do not see every day, a bird trying to escape from my leaf-proofed rain gutter. It traveled about 30 or 40 feet parallel with the roof before it realized that he does not belong there. It was pecking and chewing at the leaf preventive mesh while its partner sat on the roof chirping away. At first I thought it was some kind of critter chewing at the lattice that surround the porch seeking possible shelter for the upcoming winter as that has been an issue in past years. I then heard its little footsteps running back to the end of the rain gutter until it poked its head outside and flew away to safety.
    Good thing for the bird that one of the local cats was not waiting for it at the end for an easy catch!

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