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Burnished at first, then blemished— an earthly foreshadowing. Then bearded for a while.
After all the rain monsooning through the day, cascading through the leaves of the still—green— with-Summer trees.
How deeply are you living, friend? How sense-deep. How heart, and
You, Picasso aigu in your summer straw shading blue eyes and sailor stripes, juggling a bubble of cold wine.
A frosted cake layered with cars and people, rosetted with gulls, points out toward quiet afternoon islands.
Be still now with the Earth. Still with the Sun, the Land, Sea
While countries, armies and ideologies battle, bees make honey. Butterflies float, and drink the nectar from gently open flowers.
After you uncork him and he appears in a serpentine of white smoke. Before he grants you
The keys to the house, or car. The address of a restaurant. The grocery list. The name of a tree or bird or passing acquaintance.
A sure sign of soon-coming Summer. Another sweet, salt-aired Summer.
Who wore a green plastic visor the color of a ginger ale bottle. Who had a raspy voice and Charles Coburn kind of face. A forever bachelor
Remember that one day you, too, will die. Will cease being here, in body, in breath. Will join all those
Between the keys. Between the chords. Between the notes. Between the sound you make
Of my family name. One day, 150 years ago. In a Castle Garden where Jenny
Quite a sight to behold: a woman of sun, reclining on the grass, in a meadow, abundantly recumbent, hair and limbs lush with heat