Extravagance.
Such an autumn it is when hands
grow sticky with berry-black nectar and love
prepares jars of juicy jams,
when hedgerows grow bounty and
orchards lean heavy with ready fruit burdens
over-stretching every branch.
Such an autumn it is when timing
now ripe allows burgeoning show of harvest
abundance in mature vines,
when no cupboard empties of food
and scrubbed table-tops creak under laden
weight of grown gems to cook.
Such an autumn it is when in sheer
extravagant glut seasonal wealth explodes
giving workers welcome cheer.