Tag: seasons
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Weathering Wordles
Weathering The sky is thin. Trim. Buff colour, and spilling down in kidskin soft mist. Summer breezes could only hope to be so soft, so still. To fill winter’s promise with bone china white views, cold as a sharp needle morning. This unknowable day of borrowed speech, crutches for a weathered limp, stand up walking…
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Poetic Bloomings Does Goodbyes
Goodbye to Summer I’m reading this past summer backwards. Like a book. From a distance. And I’m uncertain why I hold this season in such high regard because for most of it – I was flushed hot, barely able to breathe in dripping humidity and swarthy air, and then came those dry sheets of wind…
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Poetic Bloomings: 4 July
“What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.” — John Steinbeck White Summers and Black Winters Age has taken the heat out of us. Petals detach, day on day. Aimless as steamboats. Once adrift, we were the sun, bright, a chase of white summer heat. Our…
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