Friday, April 19, 2019

An unusual silence (Day 821)

Rain taps nervously on the window, 

reminding me of an unusual silence

another listless day, tasting of ozone 

and buttered toast, slightly burnt,

slumps toward night, breathing tepid 

promises of billowing May, heady 

with flutterings, and afternoon storms 

bending these gold-tipped trees

(c) 2019, by Hannah Six

Image: Embroidery sampler (1840s), Mexico,

via Wikimedia Commons

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