Tag: summer
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three ku – none of ’em winter!
spring downpour clearing little bodies from the gutters yellow grass – clotheslines wave to one another harvest moon overnight the streets swap their leaves
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Gardening ku
deflated – cobwebs stretch across my gloves ants swarm the chasm Godzilla with a shovel new weeds the chill of sunscreen on my neck
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3885 (because summer is a distant memory right now)
. the clothesline swings in a dry wind and the echo of our voices runs down from the river to where I stand in yellow grass eyes fixed on a horizon swollen with blue the river where we’d swim through the black gold of the water rapids gnashing teeth and water dragons nimble as we…
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Gelati
Originally posted on ashley capes: A small selection of gelati in Rome, near the Trevi Fountain A whole post on ice cream? Yep. You cannot travel to Italy and not sample – extensively – the gelati. We probably tried around twenty flavours in three weeks and now that it’s so long ago I can’t recall…
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the theft of sound in a summer shower, 1998
after rain the streets are swollen and the concrete is still warm, my bare feet smack along the footpath and cars rest in the shade of jagged wattles, where neither birds nor feathers can be seen the whole town is like an indrawn breath storm clouds linger and I wade into the soft conversation of…
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