Tagged: summer

like children, we wrap

like children, we wrap
our fingers tightly around
the end of summer

may we have the privilege to
worry about nothing else
.
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september arrives

september arrives
with the monarch butterflies,
five generations

all at once waving hello
and goodbye in our backyard
.
20210905:2245
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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
.
20210715:2048
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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
y

we stock our freezer

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

tucking them into october,
november, sliced into weeks
.
20201113:2041
y

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
y

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
.
20201001:2316
y

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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