Tag Archives: summer

Poem For the First of August

  It is always August. If time would stop, it would stand still Under the dog star. Winter lingers, but all of that season is labor Boots, gloves, scarves and coats Off and on, on and off Snow shovels and … Continue reading

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evening poem, september 12, 2015

I remember late summer The hot afternoons and cool evenings When night came earlier and dew sparkled On the cool grass beneath the post lights I remember the misting rain so fine That it seemed to hang suspended in the … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, August 29, 2015

. The sun is brighter in late summer After the humid haze of July is gone The flowers no longer wilt But raise their purple heads As if the day were their own. . The miniature hordes of locusts and … Continue reading

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morning poem

Time goes by Hours and days Months and years. Yet I swore I would not forget that moment I held myself and carved my vow deeply Into the taproot of that giant sycamore That you and I dove from Thirty … Continue reading

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night poem, august 11, 2015

. The chorus of cicadas Ten thousand strong Escalates and accelerates Then slows and fades Like the day itself Like summer itself. . In weeks this noise Which now seems almost a part of the Earth Will vanish and the … Continue reading

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Poem of the Day, August 1, 2015

It Is Always August It is always August. If time would stop, it would stand still Under the dog star Winter lingers, but all of that season is labor Boots, gloves, scarves and coats Off and on, on and off … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem, July 28, 2015

  . I. Late summer the first yellow leaves fall evening comes early and nights are cool again. . II. We run down the shady path In mid-afternoon, sweating from every pore As if we had escaped. Entunneled beneath the … Continue reading

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Night Poem, July 24, 2015

.            Waiting for August The grey cloudstreaks on the sky Are fading with the dull blue horizon moment by moment into deep night . The corona from the town below, behind the distant trees Is … Continue reading

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Evening Post, July 15, 2015

. Summer Evening The twilit sky is calm blue Deeper by the moment And the distant treeline black Two-dimensional Like a carbon etching. A tree frog ratchets loud and clear and cicadas, in choral echoes Answer three notes to one. … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem, July 13, 2015

.   Haze hangs over the midsummer morning Like a dirty curtain. Where is the promised light The golden light? This is the season of life The season of growth. How can the light be hidden? . Oh, that the … Continue reading

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