Poetry: “Summer’s End” by Linda Beeman
Summer’s End summer’s first light skims top most limbs of hemlock incites swallows to their aerobic labors and peeks under the skirts of my uphill big leaf maple angular beams mottle through elder and salmon berries painting lime grass nile bottle greens highlight slug slime calligraphy on my window glass agonizingly slow action painters those […]
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