High Summer
Storm Drain
–-This poem reflects on a storm drain in high summer as a quiet place of waiting, where heat, stillness, and the promise…
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High Summer
–-This poem reflects on a storm drain in high summer as a quiet place of waiting, where heat, stillness, and the promise…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on towels drying in the summer breeze, where ordinary household life becomes filled with warmth, motion, and the simple…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on a dry creek bed in high summer, where absence, memory, and the shape of return remain even after…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on the heavy stillness of the dog days, when high summer presses everything toward rest, shade, and surrender to…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on cantaloupe as a ripe and cooling gift of high summer, where heat and growth are transformed into sweetness,…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on a sunburn line as a small bodily record of high summer, where pleasure, labor, and exposure leave their…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on a porch fan at midnight as a small mercy in high summer, where motion and hum make the…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on August dust as a sign of high summer wearing toward its later days, where heat and dryness begin…
High Summer
–This poem reflects on the strange intimacy of high summer heat, when even hose water meant for relief arrives already warmed by…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on the charged abundance of high summer, where ripeness draws both beauty and danger into the same shaded moment.…
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