A Poet Reflects

July 28, 2012 with 92 notes
        tags: Linda Pastan. July. poetry. The Months.

July

Tonight the fireflies
light their brief
candles
in all the trees

of summer—
color of moonflakes,
color of fluorescent
lace

where the ocean drags
its torn hem
over the dark
sand.

—Linda Pastan, from “The Months,” which first appeared in Poetry (October 1999)

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    so it’s august but i don’t care. this is so pretty.
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