July 11, 2018
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. The theme for this week is summer: its storms, its gentle winds, its
fruit, its flowers.
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A love poem comparing the beauty of love to that of a late
summer evening:
To say you are my world means:
That when I look at the sky
I see your face,
And when I pause alone at the window
I feel your hands on my back.
It means:
That the beauty of a garden
Is half in the words I think to you;
That winter is my fear of losing you,
And that spring is the hope I never will.
It means:
That I have taken the risk of wrapping my life
So completely around yours
That the beauty of a late summer evening is
Inseparable from the beauty of our love.
© by Nicholas Gordon
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This week’s theme: Summer
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