Like a curious large fox
looks at the bush, screwing up his eyelids.
The children are studying a red leaf.
A yellow leaf sways on the branch.
Drying spots - clouds -
points on the autumn isobar.
The yellow leaf will remain for the time being.
The red leaf will go to the herbarium.
Loneliness in the mossy grass.
Warm beam in a can of canning.
Human needs human -
a view, of course, barbaric, but true.
