Autumn Atmosphere

[Tiger the Lion]

Autumn Atmosphere


The stray dog doesn't know it but somehow knows it,
the family doesn't know it but somehow knows it,
the rain and the trees with the rain in them somehow know,
the atmosphere somehow,
the culture doesn't know but somehow knows it,
the dreams don't know but somehow know,
they feel as I know it in me. 
As the dog disappears, glimpse of tail, in the bush.

Always enjoy reading and writing poems of this sort of construct. It forces a careful read. I think this one comes across perfectly other than in the penultimate line. I don't like that it slows me down before the end line.