Saturday, August 11, 2012

Summer: A Poem

I wrote a poem today. It's the first one I've written in years (my heyday was back in high school). I've recently rekindled a relationship with verse, thanks in part to some books I've been reading (more on that soon) and to rediscovering a much-loved volume of Hermann Hesse's work. Anyway, thought I'd share it here because, well, why not?


we stay in the garden
for hours

In late July,
when it's quiet and I wonder
where they've gone,
I wander to the berry patch

There, the leaves shake
The branches part
And my children emerge,
palms full
of fat blueberries

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