Tagged: august
the end of august,
the end of august,
when hopes and dreams bob upon
the final waves of
summer’s mirage, ready to reel
in the big one, any day now
.
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it must be august –
it must be august –
ruby-throated hummingbirds
dive-bombing in the
backyard, molting bluejays bald like
a newborn fallen from its nest
.
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taiwanese fathers
taiwanese fathers
are celebrated at least
twice a year; mamas,
all year long,
no different
from every other
culture
.
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the first of august
the first of august
observed on the gregorian
calendar – your long
ago passing, my awaited
birth – two peas in different pods
.
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we can’t imagine
we can’t imagine
what autumn will bring this year,
and we count ourselves
lucky to be still standing,
ready to walk across that bridge
.
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august arrives, and
august arrives, and
of course, we are not ready –
we have never been
ready, arriving at this
corner, year after year, stunned
.
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in the backyard,
in the backyard,
the hummingbirds
are exhibiting
territorial
behavior over the last
day of August,
charging at one
another into dusk
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: territorial
into august, there
into august, there
is a plumpness to summer
waiting to be popped
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: plumpness
here we are, crossing
here we are, crossing
borders without
thinking about
crossing borders, a
relative privilege
for time
travelers,
from july
into august
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: privilege
here we are, july
here we are, july
brushing against august, summer
flakes off ambition
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: ambition