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Autumn, having been knocking impatiently, has breached the gates,
but Summer's burning, unrelenting embrace will not relent.
The days are still hot and long, even as the hours of daylight decrease.
The sun's unrelenting embrace will not, us, release.
In Auckland's subtropical climate, it is not only the heat,
it's the humidity – dull and heavy – that one must bear:
energy sapping and moist, clothes clinging to skin.
No matter how airy, no matter how thin.
There are days when the wind does not blow,
the heat radiates from the ground as much as from above:
it's all around, enveloping. There is no escape.
Shade is at a premium, be in quick.
A friendly verandah. A porch will do.
The occasional tree in concrete covered carparks -
the price of progress, I am told, in a remark.
Entering a parked car, after having been away
for some time, is a challenge to face the stifling heat
that has lay entrapped; the steering wheel
burning hot to the touch.
Open the windows quick, it does little.
Why complain? Winter's chill will come.
Then we say, "Summer come back, all is forgiven".
One can never win.
Les Bush
Copyright, 1 March 2013.
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