Tag Archives: summer

What Augurs, August?

I always feel trapped by August, its thick cluster of vowels.  Clotted.  Lugubrious, made for a lazy tongue.  Made for  limbs given up to the sun.  If it were a kitchen sauce, it would need to be thinned.  If there … Continue reading

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covid-19, summer-20

—after Inger Christensen Covid exists.  Covid-19 exists, summer-20 exists.  High noon exists.  Heat exists.  Water in rivers, in seas, in showers, from fire hydrants exists.  Coves exist.  Hidden lanes of purple hydrangea exist.  Overturned bones of kayaks.  Smoothness of stones, … Continue reading

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Between Terror and a Soft Spot

    The in-between is where we live – between good and evil, heaven and earth, perfection and despair, knowing and not-knowing.  Sometimes this in-between feels like giddy freedom – like the white space between lines of poetry, like imagination. … Continue reading

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Summer Junk

There are elements of summer travel that consume the intellect – history and literary settings and reevaluation of the real from the media images we’ve been fed.   There are things that consume the body – sun, mosquitoes.   And … Continue reading

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