Tagged: summer

in the middle of

saturday morning,

in the golden haze

in the golden haze
of summer, memories grow
sticky, require a

good douse, only to get even
stickier shortly thereafter
.
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summer’s recovery –

summer’s recovery –
excavating
crystallized time
for the brief
winter ahead,
powering up to
keep it all straight
.
20201115:1922
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we stock our freezer

we stock our freezer
with summer berries for an
uncertain winter,

tucking them into october,
november, sliced into weeks
.
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we were underneath

we were underneath
pear trees, filling up our bags
with fruit while i drew

the mosquitoes away, legs
swelling with bites, primed to be picked
.
20201106:1951
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october is not

october is not
at all shy, walks into the
garden, as if he

owns the week – in the corner,
september sadly retreats
.
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summer’s end hangs on

summer’s end hangs on
to the coattails of autumn,
dragging with it such

insufferable heat, causing
insomnia in its wake
.
20200929:0109
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some things still surprise

some things still surprise
us when we turn the corner –
from winter to spring,

from summer to fall – life is
happening right in front of us
.
20200908:1255
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when they finally

when they finally
came, we were overjoyed – bees,
in our urban patch

of herbs and native plants, dipping
into the courtyard for a sip
.
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