Autumn at Taos
Autumn at Taos
Coming down the mountain in great golden steps
Is a giant dressed in gypsy colors
You do not forget.
Autumn is a giant—
Bright blue at his head, bright lavender at his throat,
Sparkling yellow with green for his shirt and shoes,
Green for his trousers, and red for his vest.
Autumn, the giant at Taos,
Scatters gold on the green trees and scarlet on the road-side bushes ;
Along the river he walks slowly
Painting with vibrant hues
Willow, boxelder, and cottonwood.
Dreaming by the river
The giant grows older
Forgetting his great golden steps
