Winding to a close
So, sighs the August heat.
By Lark HanshanPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Angela Bailey on Unsplash
So sighs the August heat
In its dance it
Lingers between swaying grasses,
Eases past the old porch swing,
Nestles itself around the toiling gardener,
Chivvies last blooms into opening,
Endows the yellowed yard with its love
About the Creator
Lark Hanshan
A quiet West Coast observer. Writing a sentence onto a blank page and letting what comes next do what it must.



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