Wednesday, August 10, 2022

The syrupy summer 2022

 


Syrupy because it was always going to be rich, but before it I'd thought in a Gin & Tonic kind of way and not a White Russian way. But it's here, after all these years, this manifestation exists and how fortunate to live to get to the feel it all. What's next? Not the moon presenting itself to meet our poetic needs at our moment, but instead just ... so ridiculous we expect it to or imagine that it did. It didn't mean to represent something, as it does every fullness of summer August. But every moon is the muse of a curious person. There are better poems than others for that. But this is how I feel about it all....

3 comments:

dan said...

I'm fortunate to get to come back to this old place. A simple smile grew on a face that had been sad for so long. And there was a tear. I am; you are; we are; everybody is. We just are.

Cindy-Lou said...

I have missed your words.

Spo said...

Great to see the White Russian get a shout out!