Well, it's mid-July and we're into the 4th or 5th day of our third heat wave so far. Here's a poem you can probably relate to -- perhaps I should rename it, "July."
AUGUST
The air so thick
you suck it through your teeth like a lime gin jello shot
except for lithe and lightly powdered
ladies in rainbow sherbet sun
dresses who part their
watermelon flavored
lips ever so
slightly
and sip
it.
“August” first appeared in The Rhode Island Writers' Circle 2010 Anthology and was also published in the “Poetic License” column by Tom Chandler in the Providence Journal.
(c) Diane Dolphin, 2008. All rights reserved.
