This poem is taken from Stand 238, 21(2) June - August 2023.
Four Poems
High Summer
For G
Any day now, the leaves that almost touch
across the single lane will glow
brass-edged, but not quite yet:
high summer on an unadopted road
...
For G
Any day now, the leaves that almost touch
across the single lane will glow
brass-edged, but not quite yet:
high summer on an unadopted road
...
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