One Indian Summer

THIS WAY TO THE ACORNS:  "One Indian Summer"
“One Indian Summer” in American Sign Language

The sun came out and stilled
everything for a moment:
The grasses stopped fading,
the daffodils stopped drooping,
the leaves stopped falling.
It was chilly, even with
a sweatshirt on. I sat outside,
my feet swinging over the edge
of that rusty red wagon,
and closed my eyes.
The sun lathered warmth
all over my face.

The clouds would
stretch or fatten their bodies;
I’d have to guess
what they were before
they changed again.
Sometimes I couldn’t wait
and peeked through my hands.
They stopped when they knew
I was watching them undress
into something else.
But I couldn’t help it.
They were so voluptuous.

This Way to the Acorns: Poems (The Tenth Anniversary Edition)

As a boy growing up in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, Raymond Luczak delighted in the mysterious attractions of nature in a huge expanse of abandoned woods and fields known as “across the street.” In This Way to the Acorns, he remembers encountering unexpected guests of the woods: a scraggly fox, a starving doe, an industrious chipmunk,…

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The watercolor painting shows a barren tree with almost a woman's figure against a white background. On the top and bottom is a green criss-cross woven pattern. On the left side of the bottom is a circle showing the text in purple THE TENTH ANNIVERSARY EDITION. On the right side of the bottom is a tall purple rectangle showing the text in white: This Way to the Acorns | poems | Raymond Luczak.

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