High Summer
August Dust
–-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 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.…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on the shimmering heat above a summer road, where distance blurs and the season turns ordinary space into something…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on a fan in the window as a humble source of relief during high summer, where ordinary machinery becomes…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on the bodily truth of high summer labor, where heat and work leave their mark as part of the…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on the charged stillness before a summer storm, when heat, pressure, and waiting gather into a palpable sense of…
High Summer
–-This poem opens Book II by entering the dense central heat of summer, where stillness, brightness, and bodily presence take on a…
The Long Light
–-This poem reflects on cicadas as the unmistakable sound of deep summer, turning heat, time, and afternoon light into a living chorus.…
The Long Light
–-This poem reflects on a summer afternoon storm, when heat gathers into thunder and rain returns the world to breath and brightness.…
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