Two dry seasons perch in October’s shade
On one sphere birds flap wing thermometers
Gliding aloft into dry season’s thermal fevers,
Where armored brisk winds, in dust battalions
Sandblast leftover leaves from tropical squadrons.
While elsewhere, October winds sail leaf armadas
Carrying moisture in gusts, home to Amazonia.
Nature relaxes in the seasonal embers of October;
In spa-like sauna benches slatted in cornucopias,
As blue warblers and sparrows ready their choir;
Clearing their throated arias.