Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts

8.25.2025

alive like that

Model for a poem: A late summer field full of weeds and wildflowers, visited by butterflies and birds.

8.03.2025

quill of smoke

           The rooftop
With a quill of smoke stuck in it
Wavers against the sky
In the dreamy heat of summer.

—Norman MacCaig, from "July Evening," The Poems of Norman MacCaig (Polygon, 2011), edited by Ewen MacCaig

7.12.2018

good listening

Summer evening, lying back on the grass, listening to poetry.

[Listening to Tracy K. Smith at the Sunken Garden Poetry Festival]