June 2015.




Fragment

Summer is almost lovable
when liquid leaves shimmer
in the brave June morning
and sunlight makes a shadow-harp
of the slatted porch railing.





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Written on 2023-06-27 at 08:42

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I wonder if you wrote this from one of those places where Summer is feared, uncomfortable. It doesn't matter really, what matters is I believed it was. Thank you. But, seeing happiness amidst it all in a little harp.
2023-06-27


D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
Wow! You can also master the short poem, a much more demanding discipline than the long digressive poem (not yours Thomas BTW)
2023-06-27