June 21
tannin of disappointment how it clings like a soft bitter leaf stains an evening seeps into a day full sun solstice even here longest day and longest shadows cast a stone and ripples cast a doubt and the breeze might not even be real
Month: June 2017
June 13
a day of too many quiet rooms no balm for it words on a page too linear the page too square all coming back to right angles, edges, each a precipice– if potential was always positive a heart would not sink
June 11
back from the ocean city night sounds windows open to let the night in what else to say it hums with some energy not unlike a tide changing also gradually but impossible to refute not unlike this sunburn or how much I’m missing you
June 8
this night is loud the house continually settling a clatter of stars or do they ring out like fallen coins to steal a moment convincingly there can be no hesitation a minute must be occupied completely by nothing at all a low jet-plane and thoughts intrude and now it is just late dawn coming head-on from miles away
June 6
the way a summer day lingers, and the night, too a golden thing won’t go– some minutes are a life of possibility, the breeze shakes the shades and sunbeams shift on the floor like seagrass underwater, ephemeral, summer, how many ways it could go, or stay, first cool of evening, but still light out, birdcall and voices from afar, and summer fruit, the lazy sweetness of it all, each hour rising up like super-heated air, […]
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