Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Shameful Heat

Feathers drift through summer skies,
Amber sidewalks, comfrey's dyes,
Splash the corners of the wall
In the shadow's cooling call.
Panting streams and fluttering trees,
Lazy toads and drifting bees
Seem like static in the space
Of a June's anemic trace.
Bending head and trembling foot
Thirsty leaves and famished root,
Straining eyes to see ahead
In soft twilight's algid bed.
Parted lips taste bits of rain
Left by spring's unhindered fame,
One slow drop before the flame
Brings its sunlight and its shame.

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