The equinox seen in autumn took place approximately ten days ago. This poem written almost six years ago could have been penned today. It describes our situation in Minnesota almost perfectly.
Autumnal Equinox
Later sunrises and earlier sunsets
march toward one another like troops
in pincer formation
battling the muggy days that lay siege
to a usually brisk September.
Juxtaposed against public pools
padlocked and settled for hibernation,
skateboarders in shorts fly by.
Youth relishing a reprieve from jackets,
unconcerned with why. The familiar chill
of fall, lacking.
To the north
cool Canadian air hesitates to cross
the border, perturbed by political posturing.
And for the foreseeable future
more night than day.
Marilyn Aschoff Mellor
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