smell like summer

bedridden
one’s view
is upwards

i see
the sky,
midwinter blue,
the trees

some bare
(the gums
still green)

against the shining blue
a bird improvises,
i applaud.

from within heat
of sickness
i think –

that if I opened my window
it could almost
smell like summer.

July ’08

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2 Responses to “smell like summer”


  1. 1 fivereflections August 4, 2008 at 2:10 am

    excellent – if i imagine you to be ill, i hope you feel well soon!

  2. 2 Bec August 7, 2008 at 12:59 am

    Thankyou f.r! I had a migraine. But I’m better now 🙂


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