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Saturday, September 3, 2011

Summer Night Poem

summer night poem
June 1 2006 at 5:02 PM sespy


the cat
sits
looking at
the roof
sloping down
to the grass
and bugs
( some lightning )
some trees
( goliath pine )

that big pile
of fireplace wood
will be waiting for
months

i sit
in front of
a small fan

the evening
rising up
as the sun takes its
heated slip

ready to alight
like an owl
waiting for the night

glowing saucers
enrapture me
through these words
i see