Last Rays of Summer

Last Rays of Summer

water drips

from my lips

to my breasts

in summer’s


you have to kneel

at the shore

to hear the melody

of the water


no need for a fire

while the sun’s light

dances upon

the pond

the breeze


the thanks we whisper

to the sun

Kelly Salasin

South Pond, Autumnal Equinox, 2009

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