TEN YEARS AGO TODAY...

SHIFTING THE SUN

-a poem by Diana Der-Hovanessian

AMID THE DRENCHING DEW...

      AT MIDNIGHT

A midnight walk,

Amid the drenching dew

After the rains have

Yielded to the clouds beyond,

Marries solitude to summer's

Saturnine command.  

Skimming the sky:

Bending to swoop

High, then low;

Bats inebriated with

The toxins of fireflies

Appear molten black

Against the full moon's heady glow...

Jupiter hangs in the deepening

Dark as a radiant prop;

Surrounded by  Europa, Ganymede, Io,

Callisto, Valetudo, and Amalthea;

I sense Galileo in these shadowy

Fragrant hours before the dawn.

-L.P.-G.

VIS-À-VIS THIS 7TH MONTH OF THE YEAR:

Patriotism is just "one" component...

Yet the occasional foray into a quaint book store, and out from the summer heat, is certainly welcomed by bibliophiles like myself...

SUMMER AFTERNOON, SUMMER AFTERNOON; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

- Henry James

July: your days will be spent and 

gone before we know it!  [SIGH]

6-24-2019...someone's b'day!!!

XOX,

Your family

CHANNELING MARK TWAIN TODAY...

 Warm summer sun

Shine(s) brightly here...

Warm summer wind(s)

Blow softly here...

Green sod above;

Lie light, lie light...

Good night, dear heart;

Good night... good night...

R.I.P. to those who left (us) upon a summer wind...

whether rich, poor, old or young.