Tuesday, August 9, 2011

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The rain has cleared
and the weighed air of cicadas
return with but a wisp
of movement in its timbre

ushering me to my seat by the window
where the daylilies falter in sunlight
and my pen runs sinuous in words.


Denise | Chez Danisse said...

The return. It seems you've settled right in.

Rebekah said...

Gleaming light, gentle light -- I love this.