Tuesday, June 21, 2011

it is the noon

wood lily

Sunny & warm. Summer solstice. Mailman in shorts making his rounds. Co-worker bicycling to work. Season of frizzy hair. We have a loading dock at work, and during the winter months the door is closed except for deliveries. During the spring, the door is open much of the time to let the fresh air in. Now that it's getting hot, this outside door is closed once more. Noticing this same phenomenon on car windows as winter turns to summer; closed, then open, then closed.

It is the noon;
Orioles are crying.
The river flows in silence.
Issa
Zen page a day calendar


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