Sounds like winter to me.
Approach Of Winter
The half stripped trees
struck by a wind together,
bending all,
the leaves flutter drily
and refuse to let go
or driven like hail
stream bitterly out to one side
and fall
where the salvias, hard carmine -
like no leaf that ever was -
edge the bare garden.
William Carlos Williams 1883-1963
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