Almost afternoon,
and the ducks still sleeping.
Late in the summer
the river closes over.
Dragonflies, leaves
drift all one way –
all leaves, no reflections.
From Roo Borson’s Summer River
Image: Photopin
Almost afternoon,
and the ducks still sleeping.
Late in the summer
the river closes over.
Dragonflies, leaves
drift all one way –
all leaves, no reflections.
From Roo Borson’s Summer River
Image: Photopin
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Nice! Feels like Hawaii — so leisurely and at peace.
In fact she wrote it in Adelaide -she spent a year in Aus though she is Canadian.
Perfection.
One of my favourite poets. Have a look at the other posts listed under this one.
Oh those lovely summer days…I dream of them. Thanks for sharing Gert.
Leslie