End-Of-Summer Light

twinlayers

wwublueblossom

photo by Josh Scholten
photo by Josh Scholten

 

thebuds

For today, I will memorize
the two trees now in end-of-summer light

and the drifts of wood asters as the yard slopes away toward
the black pond, blue

dragonflies
in the clouds that shine and float there, as if risen

from the bottom, unbidden. Now, just over the fern—
quick—a glimpse of it,

the plume, a fox-tail’s copper, as the dog runs in ovals and eights,
chasing scent.

The yard is a waiting room. I have my chair. You, yours.

The hawk has its branch in the pine.

White petals ripple in the quiet light.
~Margaret Gibson “Solitudes”

 

samage2

homer9614

benchpnp

rockgarden

photo by Kathy Yates
photo by Kathy Yates

feverfew

wwuwhitebuds