I Am Summer

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You waited for me in June
when the winter snow
still lay heavy on the hill
when the cherry blossom
still hung white on the tree

By the fire on the hearth
you sat bundled in wool
wondering what misfortune
might have befallen me
along the wet road of spring

In the light of the morning
you watched for me
an osprey in her high loft
scanning the gray water
for the return of the silver

While you slept I came
so that upon waking
you dreamt of the long kiss
I left on your forehead
still aglow with my joy

But like the setting sun
I had already slipped
over your smoky horizon
The contrail of a season
flying too fast to stay

“Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;
I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell.”

~ Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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3 Responses to I Am Summer

  1. “flying too fast to stay”….adored. A perfect ending :)

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