I thought two summer poems might cheer up July for me –
and I hope you like these... The stars, and something darker...
SUMMER STARS – Carl Sandburg
BEND low again, night of summer stars.
So near you are, sky of summer stars,
So near, a long arm man can pick off stars,
Pick off what he wants in the sky bowl,
So near you are, summer stars,
So near, strumming, strumming,
So lazy and hum-strumming.
Summer Has Two Beginnings -- by Emily Dickinson
Summer has two Beginnings –
Beginning once in June –
Beginning in October
Affectingly again –
Without, perhaps, the Riot
But graphicker for Grace –
As finer is a going
Than a remaining Face –
Departing then — forever –
Forever — until May –
Forever is deciduous
Except to those who die
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