at dusk
in the shade of sunflowers
a lone figure
hunched against the wind
tends his pumpkins

All-Hallows summer
the avocets' plumage
yellowed by sunset

out of and into
the sunlit mudflats
a rusty chain

autumn rain
the nutty bits of peanut butter
lodge in a crumpet's holes

through an angler's pipesmoke rising jays

evening haze
a stag bellows
in every direction

inching sideways
along a twilight bough:
the parakeet's tail