equal nights...another term is Equilux....equal light. Weather this time of year is perfect. Also, just that much closer to ending this worm infested turd known as 2020.
The whiskey stink of rot has settled
in the garden, and a burst of fruit flies rises
when I touch the dying tomato plants.
Still, the claws of tiny yellow blossoms
flail in the air as I pull the vines up by the roots
and toss them in the compost.
It feels cruel. Something in me isn’t ready
to let go of summer so easily. To destroy
what I’ve carefully cultivated all these months.
Those pale flowers might still have time to fruit.
My great-grandmother sang with the girls of her village
as they pulled the flax. Songs so old
and so tied to the season that the very sound
seemed to turn the weather.
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9 long months until summer.
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A time for dieing is pretty
A time for dieing is pretty fitting this go-around.
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equal nights...another term
equal nights...another term is Equilux....equal light. Weather this time of year is perfect. Also, just that much closer to ending this worm infested turd known as 2020.
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Happy Equinox/Equilux to all,
Happy Equinox/Equilux to all, in both Hemispheres.
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Happy Fall To ALL.
Happy Fall To ALL.
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September Tomatoes
September Tomatoes
By Karina Borowicz
The whiskey stink of rot has settled
in the garden, and a burst of fruit flies rises
when I touch the dying tomato plants.
Still, the claws of tiny yellow blossoms
flail in the air as I pull the vines up by the roots
and toss them in the compost.
It feels cruel. Something in me isn’t ready
to let go of summer so easily. To destroy
what I’ve carefully cultivated all these months.
Those pale flowers might still have time to fruit.
My great-grandmother sang with the girls of her village
as they pulled the flax. Songs so old
and so tied to the season that the very sound
seemed to turn the weather.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/56583/september-tomatoes
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mike, a gorgeous perfect poem
mike, a gorgeous perfect poem.
Thanks for taking us there.
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Thanks, judit, but really any
Thanks, judit, but really any thanks should really go to Karina Borowicz. I just swiped her work.
Also, I need to pull up what's left of my tomato plants, and there's a cluster of yellow blooms at the top, so I'm conflicted about that.
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I thank YOU because I forget
I thank YOU because I forget to check at the Poetry Foundation site.
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One of the last sunsets of
One of the last sunsets of the brutal summer of 2020, over Bolinas.
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I'm feeling balanced today.
I'm feeling balanced today.
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the summer seemed SO SHORT to
the summer seemed SO SHORT to me... *sigh*
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^^^^
^^^^
Done come and gone, my oh my.
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Where's my Harvest Tour? ;)
Where's my Harvest Tour? ;)
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https://www.youtube.com/watch
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Zyr0IDaRXQ
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Nice Coltrane pick, Joe. You
Nice Coltrane pick, Joe. You reminded me of the GD's Equinox.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mU4l_dPXkzc
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Every moment is perfect
Every moment is perfect
Every cell is a jewel
Every man is a prophet
At the mercy of a fool