a poem for the first day of summer
A pensive welcome to Summer. I love the way you contrast nature and the unnatural: the moonlight pooling on linoleum is vivid and I learned a new word, too. Petrichor. So that’s what that scent is! Beautiful.
Petrichor is such a good word for an otherwise indescribable scent.
I loved the quiet uncertainty of whether you were moving through the room, or the room through you.
Perhaps
stillness
is moving too.
Lovely. Thank you Joseph.
I like how nightfall is marked here not by a change in light but by a change in sound (into insect static).
Excellent!
A pensive welcome to Summer. I love the way you contrast nature and the unnatural: the moonlight pooling on linoleum is vivid and I learned a new word, too. Petrichor. So that’s what that scent is! Beautiful.
Petrichor is such a good word for an otherwise indescribable scent.
I loved the quiet uncertainty of whether you were moving through the room, or the room through you.
Perhaps
stillness
is moving too.
Lovely. Thank you Joseph.
I like how nightfall is marked here not by a change in light but by a change in sound (into insect static).
Excellent!