"To see the little Tippler/leaning against the-Sun-" (797). I like this poem. When I first read through it, I didn't really understand why she was writing about a drunk guy. Then when I read through it a second time, I came to the realization that she's not talking about a drunkard, but rather how being outside makes you feel drunk. The third stanza was what made it most clear to me. I can relate to this poem because I love being outside, so I know what she feels like. I think the speaker isn't biast towards one season like the other poets we read, but instead she likes all of them.